








CoDyriglitls 10 Uk 


COPYRIGHT DEPOSIT. 


















/ 



t 












ALICE’S 

ADVENTURES IN 
WONDERLAND 

by 

LEWIS CARROLL 

WITH AN INTRODUCTION BY 

E. S. MARTIN 

ILLUSTRATED 

BY 


PETER NEWELL 



NEW YORK AND LONDON 

HARPER & BROTHERS PUBLISHERS 

MCMI 




ywF i.'SRARY OF 
CONGRESS, 

Two CoHita Received 

OCT. 28 1901 

COPVRICHT entry 

o - ' Cf ? f 

CLASS Ct XXc. No. 

1 I O o 

COPY B. 


Copyright, igoi , by Harper & Brothers. 

All rights reserved. 

October, 1901. 




€ K » < C 


( ( < I « lit 

ICC c 
( C ( c ** * 

< C * « 

c c t r « * 


I 



ms$i 

to## 


^LL in the golden afternoon 
Full leisurely we glide; 

For both our oars, with little skill. 

By little arms are plied. 

While little hands make vain pretence 
Our wanderings to guide. 


Ah, cruel Three! In such an hour 
Beneath such dreamy weather, 

To beg a tale of breath too weak 
To stir the tiniest feather! 

Yet what can one poor voice avail 
Against three tongues together? 


Imperious Prima flashes forth 
Her edict “ to begin it " ; 

In gentler tone Secunda hopes 
“ There will be nonsense in it! 
While Tertia interrupts the tale 
Not more than once a minute. 





Anon, to sudden silence won, 

In fancy they pursue 
The dream-child moving through a land 
Of wonders wild and new. 

In friendly chat with bird or beast — 
And half believe it true. 


And ever, as the story drained 
The wells of fancy dry. 

And faintly strove that weary one 
To put the subject by, 

The rest next time — ” “ It is next time! 

The happy voices cry. 


Thus grew the tale of Wonderland; 

Thus slowly, one by one. 

Its quaint events were hammered out- 
And now the tale is done. 

And home we steer, a merry crew. 
Beneath the setting sun. 


Alice! a childish story take. 

And with a gentle hand 
Lay it where Childhood’s dreams are twined 
In Memory’s mystic band. 

Like pilgrim’s wither’d wreath of flowers 
Pluck’d in a far-off land. 





‘►WMVV 


CONTENTS 




DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE 


A CAUCUS-RACE AND 


A LONG TALE 


ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR 


PIG AND PEPPER 


A MAD TEA-PARTY 


QUEEN S CROQUET GRO 
MOCK-TURTLE’S STORY 


WHO 


e rx r- MUfi, 



























. 




































' 







• 















. 




























* 






























. 



































• I 















































































































$ 




% 










r 


?*.*t 


ml 












Y /*6 


// /r<: 








m 






- ■"•' .•* SO ’ vrT > 














» 






*+ •tf'A 




// 






1" 1 S?« **/« “* ** 


* ' 0 > A 


ILLUSTRATIONS 

LEWIS CARROLL Frontispiece 

“ DOWN SHE CAME UPON A HEAP 

OF DRY LEAVES ” Facing p. 

THE POOR LITTLE THING SAT 
DOWN AND CRIED ” .... 

“ ‘ NOW I’M OPENING OUT LIKE 
THE LARGEST TELESCOPE 
THAT EVER WAS!’ " .... 

THE RABBIT STARTED VIO- 
LENTLY ” 

THE MOUSE GAVE A SUDDEN 
LEAP OUT OF THE WATER ” 

THE CAUCUS-RACE ” .... 

“ THE DODO SOLEMNLY PRESENT- 
ED THE THIMBLE ” .... 

“ ‘ MINE IS A LONG AND A SAD 
TALE/ SAID THE MOUSE ” . . 

“ ON VARIOUS PRETEXTS THEY 
ALL MOVED OFF ” .... 

vii 




;\\V V»M 






>JC 










i 


±1/ 




i'i i 




■ - ' * • ^ ^ if it ft i!ti i ' % 

[k-. f 


/rW 




34 


,n\\ 


fii*. ' ' 


vfvVf ■ v'f'f.L- ky l\v . \ 


IV 


UirYrryilOri 


tej'.'&S - 






i -- ■ ' 7v ^ | - ,/•- '-v **. 




■PFu&tr,. 




» -v .e 


*iv. 


u.r. **-. 












I 



ILLUSTRATIONS 


WHY, MARY ANN, WHAT ARE 
YOU DOING HERE 7 ” . . . 


WHAT S THAT IN THE WIN- 
DOW 7 ” 


CATCH HIM, YOU BY THE 


WAS IN THE MIDDLE BEING 


“ THE PUPPY JUMPED INTO THE 

AIR " 

“ THE CATERPILLAR AND ALICE 
LOOKED AT EACH OTHER ” . 
OLD FATHER WILLIAM STANDING 

ON HIS HEAD 

OLD FATHER WILLIAM BALANC- 
ING AN EEL ON THE END OF 


HIS NOSE 

/■ 

OLD FATHER WILLIAM TURNING 
A BACK SOMERSAULT IN AT 


THE DOOR 

SERPENT V SCREAMED THE 


THEN THEY BOTH BOWED LOW 


AND THEIR CURLS GOT EN- 


TANGLED 


SINGING A SORT OF LULLABY 




4 



- 


n 




m 










ILLUSTRATIONS 


so 


SHE 


SET 


THE 


LITTLE 


Facing p 


QUITE 




Zftr/i 










WM 




CREATURE DOWN 
THIS TIME IT VANIS 

SLOWLY ” 

HE DIPPED IT INTO HIS CUP 
OF TEA AND LOOKED AT 

IT AGAIN ” 

THEY LIVED AT THE BOTTOM 

OF A WELL ” 

" ' DON’T GO SPLASHING PAINT 

OVER ME’” 

" ' OFF WITH HER HEAD !’ ” . . 

“ IT WOULD TWIST ITSELF ROUND 
AND LOOK UP IN HER FACE ” 
" * DON’T look at me like 

THAT ’ ” 

“ THE HEDGE-HOG WAS ENGAGED 
IN A FIGHT WITH ANOTHER 

HEDGE-HOG ” 

TUT, TUT, CHILD!’ SAID THE 

DUCHESS ” 

THEY BEGAN SOLEMNLY DAN- 
CING ROUND AND ROUND 

ALICE ” 

WILL YOU WALK A LITTLE 
FASTER,’ SAID A WHITING TO 
A SNAIL ” 


i i 


*» 




? 1 1 


no 




120 


122 


i- ’ 


X 


128 


V'v 


f: i 








IX 










c r 




or 


v v> 






H 






- «* * * 










ILLUSTRATIONS 


ALICE BEGAN TELLING THEM 


HER ADVENTURES . . 

COME ON!’ CRIED THE GRY- 


PHON 


THE KING AND QUEEN OF 
HEARTS WERE SEATED ON 


THEIR THRONE 


I M A POOR MAN 


YOUR 

MAJESTY,’ THE HATTER BE- 
GAN, IN A TREMBLING VOICE ” 
INTO THIS THEY SLIPPED THE 

GUINEA-PIG ” 

UPSETTING ALL OF THE JURY- 
MEN ONTO THE HEADS OF 
THE CROWD BELOW ” . . . 


AT THIS THE WHOLE PACK 


ROSE UP INTO THE AIR 


Decorations by 
Robert Mary Wright 


v:>.i 

^ i i T 



y/ ft/lF' ''' ' : iA: 

i \T\ luCfiSwIiOs/ A'- *■ 

j^LuV 7 nt 1 * » 

jnCwa 

Ht— VS. \B 





A ■■ 




< 1 1 





^ a/Ac 5 -:, s v.\ ;'v v! uiiV*./ A 








TF any apology is needed for offering 

* f no TirArl H o caI nf attt illnolfo 


± to the world a set of new illustra- 
tions to Alice in Wonderland , it must 
be found in the special fitness of Mr. 

Peter Newell to make drawings for that 
book. Alice is frankly not quite of 
this world, and so are Mr. Newell's ■ 
drawings. It must have been destined 
from the beginning that Mr. Newell 
should illustrate Alice, and, if the 
combination has lagged these many 
years, it was only on account of dis- 
crepancies of age which it took time to 
overcome. It is matter for general A 
felicitation that so suitable a union 
has been accomplished at last. Even 
the delay has been advantageous, for 
it has given us the Tenniel pictures, 

L 1 ™ Jl)\f 



INTRODUCTION 

f which are identified beyond fear of 
separation with Alice and her familiars.* 
yj % No one reads Alice nowadays to see£ | ' 

f / V \ ; J whether it is a good book. It passed^ 

< long ago out of the range of criticism' 
or doubt. There is not much more 
question about its place in literature 
than about Mother Goose. That's 
what it is to be a classic. When we 
want to get at the true inwardness of 
Alice, we don't go to the learned, but 
to the nearest intelligent girl - child. 

We don't ask her why she likes it. We 
merely gossip about it, and let her 
indicate its strong points by revealing 
the liveliest impressions she has got 
from it. Something like that Mr. 

Newell has done. He offers us Alice 

\ 

as she appears to him. He presents 
to us the Rabbit, the Mouse, the Dodo, 
the Cheshire Cat, the Gryphon, the 
Mock -Turtle, the March Hare, the 
Hatter, and the other members of a 
remarkable family reflected in the mir- 


•XI" '•> 
WfllGHT 





INTRODUCTION 


ror oi his uncanny and surprising 
mind. It is a set of new portraits of 
old acquaintances. The likenesses are 
there, of course, but the better we know 
the old portraits the livelier our inter- 
est will be in the new. 

The astonishing success of Alices 
Adventures has made many persons 
curious to know how it came to be 
written, and what manner of mind it 
was that produced it. The Life of 
Lewis Carroll, published since his death, 
tells what there was to tell about it. 
As every one knows now, Lewis Carroll 
was Mr. Charles L. Dodgson, an Ox- 
ford scholar, of excellent intelligence, 
by profession a clergyman, by voca- 
tion a mathematician and teacher 
of mathematics, and by avocation a 
friend and student of children. The 
secret of his success was his close 
relations with his audience. He in- 
vented Alice and her adventures, day 
by day, for the entertainment of Dean 



INTRODUCTION 

Liddell's three little girls. No doubt 
he felt his way along, as we all do when 
we tell stories to children, shaping his 
course according to results, and testing 
every invention by the degree of en- 
tertainment it afforded. He was a 
man who took pains with trifles. He 
lived an undistracted life, and, having 
incorrigible habits of industry, found 
leisure to do carefully many things 
that most men would not consider worth 
doing at all. As Alice's story grew 
in use, he wrote it down. The idea 

i of printing it was an after-thought. 
When that idea came to him, he paid 
attention to it ; and inasmuch as he was 
going to make a book, he took the pains 
with it that it was his nature to take 
about anything to which he turned his 
hand or his mind He made the best 
book he could ; got the best pictures he 
could for it, and worked with illustrator 
and publisher over every detail of its 
construction. The first edition of two 

xiv 



J “V I 


a INTRODUCTION 

thousand copies was badly printed. It l - £ 
was called in and destroyed. The next 
edition came out well, and then the ( 
book began to make friends for itself. 

It has made them since then by the 
hundred thousand, and has come to 
be one of the best - known books in 
the world. 

One of the beauties of Alice is that 
it has no moral. It is absolutely in- 
nocent, and its author was exceed- 
ingly solicitous that it, and all his 
other books, should do no manner 
of harm to any reader's mind. But it 
is one of the most irresponsible books • 
ever written. The unexpected usually 
happens in it, and no excuse is offered' 
for any occurrence merely because 
it is contrary to human experience. 
Rules are the plague of childhood, | 
and in Alice all rules go for nothing. 

f That may be the reason why children V 

universally delight in it. And an- vfe 
other reason is that it exercises the 






4 

imagination and the sense of humor 
of childhood. They are both regions i 
of mystery to most grown - ups. 
Strangely soon childhood becomes an 
t unknown country to us, and we look 
back to it, and wonder about its laws 
and customs. Children make exceed- 
ingly merry over jokes that seem to 
us too simple to be funny; they de- 
| light in improbabilities that seem to 
us too crude to be entertaining. That 
is because we have left childhood be- 
hind. Dodgson never did. He kept 
^ 5$ in close touch with it, shared it, was of 




.NT 




it. Mixed up in him along with the \ V 
mathematician and the Oxford don was Vi \ 
a child that was never allowed to grow 
&old, but was always in perfect sym-c 
pathy with other children. Therein 
lay his special power. To the de- 
velopment of that power he brought(J 
some gift of versification, good sense, 
a well-trained mind, and a grave, gentle 
plea&u££ in nonsense. That _a mind 





XVII 


INTRODUCTION 

soundly disciplined by mathematics 
should have been geared to an imagina- 
tion so whimsical and to so gentle a 
nature was one of the things that some- 
times happen when no one is looking. 

Alice has its underlying causes, and 
its sufficient reasons for being, but more 
than most books it was a gift of nature 
— a gift of nature to childhood. It came 
through Dodgson, but it came because 
it happened to be in him, and because 
he happened to be a man who could and 
would take the trouble to get what was 
in him out. If men more commonly 
valued and worked out the best gift 
they had, and spent even a part of 
their energies in the labors they were 
most fit for, the world would be richer 
than it is in books, in art, and in every- ^ 
thing else that pleases and benefits 
humanity. 


Edward S. Martin. 



















ALICE’S ADVENTURES 
IN WONDERLAND 


CHAPTER I 

DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE 

ALICE was beginning to get very 
tired of sitting by her sister on th< 
bank, and of having nothing to do; 
once or twice she had peeped into the 
book her sister was reading, but 
had no pictures or conversations in it 
“and what is the use of a book/ 
thought Alice, “without pictures o 
conversations?" 

So she was considering in her own 
mind (as well as she could, for the hot 
day made her feel very sleepy and stu- 
pid) whether the pleasure of making 





ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


* %&- 

) M 

/ N 

daisy-chain would be worth the trouble 

of getting up and picking the daisies. 


when suddenly a White Rabbit with 
pink eyes ran close by her. 
c ) There was nothing so very remark- 


able in that ; nor did Alice think it so 
very much out of the way to hear the 
Rabbit say to itself, “Oh dear! Oh 
dear! 


I shall be too late!” (when she 
t it over afterwards, it occurred 


thought 

jF§j$to her that she ought to have won- 
dered at this, but at the time it all C 
5^* seemed quite natural); but when the 
Rabbit actually took a watch out of its 
waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and 
then hurried on, Alice started to her 
feet, for it flashed across her mind 
that she had never before seen a rab- 
bit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a 
watch to take out of it, and, burning 
with curiosity, she ran across the field 
after it, and fortunately was just in c £°/v 
time to see it pop down a large rab- 
bit-hole under the hedge. 






m 





THE RABBIT-HOLE 

In another moment down went Alice 
after it, never once considering how in 
the world she was to get out again. 

The rabbit -hole went straight on 
like a tunnel for some way, and then 
dipped suddenly down — so suddenly 
that Alice had not a moment to think 
about stopping herself before she found 
herself falling down a very steep well. 
Either the well was very deep, or she 


fell very slowly, for she had plenty of 




|tpp 

§k 


time as she went down to look about 
her, and to wonder what was going to 
happen next. First, she tried to look 
down and make out what she was com- 
ing to, but it was too dark to see any- 
thing; then she looked at the sides of 
the well, and noticed that they were 
filled with cupboards and book-shelves ; 
here and there she saw maps and pict- 
ures hung upon pegs. She took down 
a jar from one of the shelves as she 
passed; it was labelled "ORANGE 
MARMALADE/' but to her great 


mmm 


/Is\C 



Up: 








% 


f/j 


disappointment it was empty. She did 
not like to drop the jar for fear of kill- 
ing somebody, so managed to put it 
into one of the cupboards as she fell 
past it. 

"Well!" thought Alice to herself | 
"After such a fall as this, I shall 
think nothing of tumbling down- 
stairs! How brave they'll all think 
me at home! Why, I wouldn't say^ 
anything about it, even if I fell off 
the top of the house!" (Which wa; 
very likely true. 

Down, down, down. Would the falj 
never come to an end ? "I wondq 
how many miles I've fallen by thi, 
time?" she said, aloud. "I must 
be getting somewhere near the ce: 
tre of the earth. Let me see: thal 
would be four thousand miles down, 

I think — " (for, you see, Alice had 
learned several things of this sort in 
her lessons in the school-room, and 
though this was not a very good op- 
4 






DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE 

portunity for showing off her knowl- 
edge, as there was no one to listen to 
her, still it was good practice to say 
it over) “ — yes, that's about the right 
distance — but then I wonder what Lat- 
itude or Longitude I've got to?" (Alice 
had no idea what Latitude was, or 
Longitude either, but thought they 
were nice, grand words to say.) 

Presently she began again. “ I won- 
der if I shall fall right through the 
earth? How funny it 'll seem to come 
out among the people that walk with 
their heads downward! The Antipa- 
thies, I think — " (she was rather glad 
there was no one listening this time, 
as it didn't sound at all the right 
word) “ — but I shall have to ask them 
what the name of the country is, you 
know. ' Please, ma'am, is this New Zea- 
land or Australia?' " (and she tried to 
courtesy as she spoke — fancy courtesy- 
ing as you're falling through the air! 
Do you think you could manage it?) 


5 







'/know. But do cats eat bats, I won- 
der?" And here Alice began to get 
^ rather sleepy, and went on saying to 
herself, in a dreamy sort of way, 
"Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat 
bats?" and sometimes, "Do bats eat 
cats?" for, you see, as she couldn'ty 
answer either question, it didn't muc' 

matter which way she put it. She 

iW 6 




ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

f And what an ignorant little girl 
she'll think me ! No, it 'll never do 
to ask; perhaps I shall see it written! 
up somewhere. 

Down, down, down. There was 
nothing else to do, so Alice soon be- 
gan talking again. "Dinah 'll miss) '\v\ / 

me very much to-night, I si 
think!" (Dinah was the cat.] 
hope they'll remember her saucer of 
milk at tea-time. Dinah, my dear, 

I wish you were down here with me! 

There are no mice in the air. I'm 
afraid, but you might catch a bat, 
and that's very like a mouse, you^ 



Ik 









“Down she came upon a heap of dry leaves" 










































































DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE 





felt that she was dozing off, and had 
just begun to dream that she was 
walking hand in hand with Dinah, 
and saying to her very earnestly. 

Now, Dinah, tell me the truth : did 
you ever eat a bat?” when suddenly, 
thump! thump! down she came upon 
a heap of dry leaves, and the fall was 
over. 

Alice was not a bit hurt, and she 
jumped up on her feet in a moment. 

She looked up, but it was all dark 
overhead; before her was another long 
passage, and the White Rabbit w. 
still in sight, hurrying down it. There 
■ was not a moment to be lost; away 

went Alice like the wind, and was just 
in time to hear it say, as it turned 
a corner, "Oh my ears and whis- <> 
kers, how late it's getting!” She 
was close behind it when she turned 
the corner, but the Rabbit was no 
longer to be seen ; she found herself in 
a long, low hall, which was lit up by 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

a row of lamps hanging from the 
roof. 

There were doors all round the hall, 
but they were all locked; and when 
Alice had been all the way down one 
side and up the other, trying every 
door, she walked sadly down the mid- 
dle, wondering how she was ever to 
get out again. 

Suddenly she came upon a little 
three-legged table, all made of solid 
glass; there was nothing on it except 
a tiny golden key, and Alice's first 
thought was that it might belong to 
one of the doors of the hall ; but, alas ! 
either the locks were too large or the 
key was too small, but at any rate it 
would not open any of them. How- 
ever, the second time round she came 
upon a low curtain she had not no- 
ticed before, and behind it was a lit- 
tle door about fifteen inches high. She 
tried the little golden key in the lock, 
and to her great delight it fitted! 

8 


DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE 


Alice opened the door and found 
that it led into a small passage, not 
much larger than a rat-hole. She 
knelt down and looked along the pas- 
sage into the loveliest garden you ever 
saw. How she longed to get out of 
that dark hall, and wander about 
among those beds of bright flowers 
and those cool fountains, but she 
could not even get her head through 
the doorway! "And even if my head 
would go through,” thought poor 
Alice, "it would be of very little use 
without my shoulders. Oh, how I 
wish I could shut up like a telescope! 

JI think I could, if I only knew how to 
begin.” For, you see, so many out- 
of-the-way things had happened lately 
that Alice had begun to think that 
very few things indeed were really 
impossible. 

There seemed to be no use in wait- 
ing by the little door, so she went 
back to the table, half hoping she 


i 





a? 

ALICE IN WONDERLAND 






might find another key on it, or, at 
any rate, a book of rules for shutting 
people up like telescopes. This time/ 
ijshe found a little bottle on it (" which^ , J J 
certainly was not here before," said^°|<g^* ^ \ 
Alice), and round its neck a paper ‘ - YHf 

label, with the words "DRINK ME"fkr~ 
beautifully printed on it in large let- 
w \ S°J^ ters. 

, It was all very well to say "Drink 
me," but the wise little Alice was not 
going to do that in a hurry. "No, 

Til look first," she said, "and see 
whether it's marked ‘poison’ or not;" 
for she had read several nice little his- ZMkJ*] 
tories about children who had got 
burned, and eaten up by wild beasts, 
and many other unpleasant things, 
all because they would not remem- 
ber the simple rules their friends had \ ^ 

\ Co - taught them : such as, that a red-hot 
poker will burn you if you hold it too 
/ long; and that, if you cut your finger 
very deeply with a knife, it usually 


t (&) ? jJm Rrm 




wmv 






DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE 

ri m w 

bleeds; and she had never forgotten 

that, if you drink much from a bottle 
marked “poison/' it is almost certain 
to disagree with you, sooner or later. 

However, this bottle was not marked 
“poison," so Alice ventured to taste 
it, and, finding it very nice (it had, in 
fact, a sort of mixed flavor of cherry- 
tart, custard, pine-apple, roast turkey, 
toffee, and hot buttered toast), she 
very soon finished it off. 


“What a curious feeling!" said 
Alice. “I must be shutting up like 
a telescope." 

And so it was, indeed : she was now 
only ten inches high, and her face 
brightened up at the thought that she 
was now the right size for going 
through the little door into that love- 
ly garden. First, however, she wait- 
ed for a few minutes to see if she was 




i k 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

going to shrink any further : she felt 
a little nervous about this, “for it 
might end, you know/' said Alice, 
“in my going out altogether, like a 
candle. I wonder what I should be 
like then?" And she tried to fancy 
what the flame of a candle is like 
after it is blown out, for she could 
not remember ever having seen such 
a thing. 

After a while, finding that nothing 
more happened, she decided to go into 
the garden at once, but, alas for poor 
Alice! when she got to the door she 
found she had forgotten the little 
golden key, and when she went back 
to the table for it she found she could 
not possibly reach it. She could see 
it quite plainly through the glass, 
and she tried her best to climb up 
one of the table-legs, but it was too 
slippery; and when she had tired her- 
self out with trying, the poor little thing 
sat down and cried. 


\) 

VV / / 


m 

/ 


I (( 

S V 


:r 


NY}\ 








u-if/ — 


PC' 


k - 


X | rf * 










1 






























. 

























































































































DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE 


" Come, there's no use in crying like 
that!" said Alice to herself, rathe/ 
sharply. “I advise you to leave off 
this minute!" She generally gave^ 
herself very good advice (though she 
very seldom followed it), and some- 
times she scolded herself so severely- 
as to bring tears into her eyes; and 
once she remembered trying to box, 
her own ears for having cheated her- 
self in a game of croquet she was 
playing against herself, for this curi- 
ous child was very fond of pretend- 
ing to be two people. "But it's no 
use now," thought poor Alice, "to 
pretend to be two people! Why, 
there's hardly enough of me left to 
make one respectable person!" 

Soon her eye fell on a little glasl 
box that was lying under the table:; 
She opened it, and found in it a very 
small cake, on which the words " EAT 
ME " were beautifully marked in cur- 
rants. "Well, I'll eat it," said Alice, 


m'M 







ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

'and if it makes me larger I can 
reach the key, and if it makes me 
smaller I can creep under the door ; 
so, either way, I'll get into the garden, 
and I don't care which happens!" 

She ate a little bit and said anx- 
iiouslyto herself, "Which way? Which 
way? 


% 


III 




holding her hand on the 
top of her head to feel which way 
it was growing, and she was quite 
surprised to find that she remained 
the same size. To be sure, this gener- 
ally happens when one eats cake, but 
^ Alice had got so much into the way 

expecting nothing but out-of-the-$\V 
h5 ^way things to happen that it seemed . 
quite dull and stupid for life to go on 
in the common way. 

So she set to work, and very soon 
finished off the cake. 


14 


k V 



CHAPTER II 


THE POOL OF TEARS 

“ /’"'URIOUSER and curiouser !” cried 
^ Alice (she was so much sur- 
prised that for the moment she quite 
forgot how to speak good English) ; < 
"now I’m opening out like the larg- 
i es f telescope that ever was! Good- M 
bye, feet!" (for when she looked down 
at her feet they seemed to be almost 
out of sight, they were getting so far 
off). "Oh, my poor little feet, I won- 
der who will put on your shoes and 
stockings for you now, dears? I’m 
sure I sha'n't be able! I shall be a 
great deal too far off to trouble my- 
self about you : you must manage 
the best way you can — but I must 
be kind to them," thought Alice, "or 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

perhaps they won't walk the way I 
want to go! Let me see; I'll give 
them a new pair of boots every Christ- 
11 mas." 

And she went on planning to her- 
self how she would manage it. “ They 
must go by the carrier," she thought; 
“and how funny it 'll seem, sending 
presents to one's own feet! And how 
odd the directions will look! — 


Alice’s Right Foot , Esq. 
Hearthrug, 


near the Fender 

(unth Alice’s love). 


Oh dear, what nonsense I'm talk- 
ing!” 

Just then her head struck against 
the roof of the hall — in fact she was 
now more than nine feet high — and 
she at once took up the little golden 
key and hurried off to the garden 
door. 

Poor Alice 1 It was as much as 
16 





THE POOL OF TEARS 


she could do, lying down on one side, 
to look through into the garden with 
one eye, but to get through was more 
hopeless than ever. She sat down and 
began to cry again. 

“You ought to be ashamed of your- 
self/' said Alice — “a great girl like 
you" (she might well say this), “to 
go on crying in this way! Stop this 
moment, I tell you!" But she went 
on all the same, shedding gallons of 
tears, until there was a large pool all 
round her, about four inches deep and 
reaching half down the hall. 

After a time she heard a little pat- 
tering of feet in the distance, and she 
hastily dried her eyes to see what was 
coming. It was the White Rabbit re- 
turning, splendidly dressed, with a 
pair of white kid gloves in one hand 
and a large fan in the other. He 
came trotting along in a great hur- 
ry, muttering to himself as he came, 
“Oh! the Duchess, the Duchess! Oh! 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


won't she be savage if I've kept her 
waiting!" Alice felt so desperate that 
she was ready to ask help of any one £ 
so, when the Rabbit came near her, 
she began, in a low, timid voice, "If 
you please, sir — " The Rabbit start- 
ed violently, dropped the white kid 
gloves and the fan, and skurried away 
into the darkness as hard as he could 
go 

Alice took up the fan and gloves, 
and, as the hall was very hot, she kept 
fanning herself all the time she went 
on talking : “ Dear, dear ! How queer 
everything is to-day! And yesterday 
things went on just as usual. I wonder 
if I ve been changed in the night? Let 
me think : was I the same when I got 
up this morning? I almost think I 
can remember feeling a little different. 
But if I'm not the same, the next 
question is, Who in the world am I? 
Ah, that's the great puzzle!" And 
she began thinking over all the chil- 












THE POOL OF TEARS 

dren she knew that were of the same 
age as herself, to see if she could have 
been changed for any of them. 

“Im sure I’m not Ada/' she said, 
"for her hair goes in such long ring- 
lets, and mine doesn't go in ringlets 
at all; and I'm sure I can't be Mabel, 
for I know all sorts of things, and she, 
oh ! she knows such a very little ! 
Besides, she's she and I'm I, and — 
oh dear, how puzzling it all is! I'll 
try if I know all the things I used to 
know. Let me see: four times five is 
twelve, and four times six is thirteen, 
and four times seven is — oh dear! I 
shall never get to twenty at that 
rate ! However, the Multiplication 
Table doesn't signify : let's try Geog- 
raphy. London is the capital of Paris, 
and Paris is the capital of Rome, and 
Rome — no, that's all wrong. I'm cer-j 
tain! I must have been changed for 
Mabel ! I'll try and say ‘ How doth 
the little — ' " and she crossed her hands 





ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

on her lap as if she were saying les- 
sons, and began to repeat it, but her 
voice sounded hoarse and strange, 
and the words did not come the same 
as they used to do: 


' How doth the little crocodile 
Improve his shining tail , 

And pour the waters of the Nile 
On every golden scale l 


<( How cheerfully he seems to grin, 
How neatly spread his claws, 

And welcomes little fishes in 
With gently smiling jaws 1” 

"I'm sure those are not the right 
words/' said poor Alice, and her eyes 
filled with tears again as she went 
on: “I must be Mabel, after all, and 
I shall have to go and live in that 
poky little house, and have next to 
no toys to play with, and oh! ever 
so many lessons to learn! No, I've 
made up my mind about it; if I'm 
Mabel, I'll stay down here! It 'll be 




THE POOL OF TEARS 

no use their putting their heads down 
and saying, 'Come up again, dear!' 
I shall only look up and say, 'Who 
am I, then? Tell me that first, and 
then, if I like being that person, I'll 
come up; if not. I'll stay down here 
till I'm somebody else.' But, oh dear!" 
cried Alice, with a sudden burst of 
tears, " I do wish they would put their 
heads down! I am so very tired of 
being all alone here!" 

As she said this she looked down 
at her hands, and was surprised to 
see that she had put on one of the 
Rabbit's little white kid gloves while 
she was talking. "How can I have 
done that?" she thought. "I must be 
growing small again." She got up 
and went to the table to measure her- 
self by it, and found that, as nearly 
as she could guess, she was now about 
two feet high, and was going on shrink- 
ing rapidly. She soon found out that 
the cause of this was the fan she was 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


iMVmolding, and she dropped it hastily, 
just in time to avoid shrinking away 

alt °s ether - 


“That was a narrow escape !” said 
Alice, a good deal frightened at the 
sudden change, but very glad to find 
erself still in existence; “and now 
.or the garden!” and she ran with all 
speed back to the little door ; but, alas ! 
the little door was shut again, and the 
little golden key was lying on the glass 



P / table as before, “and things are worse 

'/ A than ever,” thought the poor child, \ 

' “ for I never was so small as this be- Ov 

/ fore — never! And I declare it's too 

/ J (ft bad, that it is!” 

As she said these words her foot / \ \ 
flipped, and in another moment, 
Ivj^^^j^^^splash! she was up to her chin * 

salt water. Her first idea was that 
■; fche had somehow fallen into the sea, 

“and in that case I can go back by 
_^^^^^Jrailway,” she said to herself. (Alice 
had been to the seaside once in her 

y — 




THE POOL OF TEARS 

life, and had come to the general con- 
clusion that wherever you go to on 
the English coast you find a number 
of bathing-machines in the sea, some 
children digging in the sand with 
wooden spades, then a row of lodg- 
ing-houses, and behind them a rail- 
way station.) However, she soon 
made out that she was in the pool 
of tears which she had wept when 
she was nine feet high. 

“Y wish I hadn't cried so much!" 
said Alice, as she swam about, try- 
ing to find her way out. “1 shall be 
punished for it now, I suppose, by be- 
ing drowned in my own tears! That 
will be a queer thing, to be sure ! 
However, everything is queer to- 
day." 

Just then she heard something 
splashing about in the pool a little 
way off, and she swam nearer to 
make out what it was. At first she 
thought it must be a walrus or hip- 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

popotamus, but then she remembered t||| ' \ 
how small she was now, and she soon 
made out that it was only a mouse 
that had slipped in like herself. 

“Would it be of any use, now,” 
thought Alice, “to speak to this 
mouse? Everything is so out-of-the- 
way down here that I should think 
very likely it can talk; at any rate, 
there's no harm in trying.” So she 
began: “0 Mouse, do you know the 
way out of this pool? I am very 
tired of swimming about here, 0 
i Mouse!” (Alice thought this must be 
the right way of speaking to a mouse. 

She had never done such a thing 
before, but she remembered having 
seen in her brother's Latin Gram- 
mar, “A mouse — of a mouse — to a 
mouse — a mouse — 0 mouse!”) The 
Mouse looked at her rather inquisi- 
tively, and seemed to her to wink 
with one of its little eyes, but it said 
nothing. 




THE POOL OF TEARS 


“ Perhaps it doesn't understand 
English/' thought Alice; “I dare 
say it's a French mouse, come over 
with William the Conqueror." (For, 
with all her knowledge of history, 
Alice had no very clear notion how 
long ago anything had happened.) So 
she began again : “ Ou est ma chatte?" 
which was the first sentence in her 
French lesson-book. The Mouse gave 
a sudden leap out of the water, and 
seemed to quiver all over with fright. 
“Oh, I beg your pardon!" cried Alice, 
hastily, afraid that she had hurt the 
poor animal's feelings. “I quite for- 
cin' t like cats." 



“Not like cats!" cried the Mouse, 


passionate voice. “Would 


you like cats if you were me?" 

“Well, perhaps not," said Alice, in 
a soothing tone. “Don't be angry 
about it. And yet I wish I could 
show you our cat Dinah : I think 
you'd take a fancy to cats if you 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

could only see her. She is such a 
dear, quiet thing/' Alice went on, 
half to herself, as she swam lazily 
about in the pool, "and she sits purr- 
ing so nicely by the fire, licking her 
paws and washing her face — and she 
is such a nice soft thing to nurse — 
and she's such a capital one for catch- 
ing mice — oh, I beg your pardon!" 
cried Alice again, for this time the 
Mouse was bristling all over, and she 
felt certain it must be really offend- 
ed. "We won't talk about her any 
more, if you'd rather not." 

"We, indeed!" cried the Mouse, who 
was trembling down to the end of his 
tail. "As if I would talk on such 
a subject ! Our family always hated 
cats — nasty, low, vulgar things ! 
Don't let me hear the name again!" 

"I won't, indeed!" said Alice, in a 
great hurry to change the subject of 
conversation. " Are you — are you 
fond — of — of dogs?" The Mouse did 


26 



The Mouse gave a sudden leap out of the water 


































































































- 

| H 

. 
















THE POOL OF TEARS 


not answer, so Alice went on eagerly : 
“There is such a nice little dog near 
our house I should like to show you! 
A little bright-eyed terrier, you know, 
with oh, such long, curly brown hair! 
And it 'll fetch things when you throw 
them, and it 'll sit up and beg for its 
dinner, and all sorts of things — I can't 
remember half of them — and it be- 
longs to a farmer, you know, and he 
says it's so useful it's worth a hun- 
dred pounds! He says it kills all the 
rats and — oh dear!" cried Alice in a 
sorrowful tone, “I'm afraid I've of- 
fended it again!" For the Mouse was 
swimming away from her as hard as 
it could go, and making quite a com- 
motion in the pool as it went. 

So she called softly after it, “ Mouse 
dear! Do come back again, and we 
won't talk about cats, or dogs either, 
if you don't like them!" When the 
Mouse heard this, it turned round and 
swam slowly back to her. Its face 


1 


I 







ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

was quite pale (with passion, Alice 
thought), and it said in a low, trem- 
bling voice, "Let us get to the shore, 
and then 111 tell you my history, and 
youll understand why it is I hate cats! 
and dogs.” 

It was high time to go, for the pool 
was getting quite crowded with the 
birds and animals that had fallen 
into it : there were a Duck and a Dodo, 
a Lory and an Eaglet, and several 
other curious creatures. Alice led the 
way, and the whole party swam to the 
shore. 





CHAPTER III 


J '| / HEY were indeed a queer-looking 
party that assembled on the bank 
— the birds with draggled feathers, the 
animals with their fur clinging close 
to them, and all dripping wet, cross, 
and uncomfortable. 

The first question, of course, was ‘•jill; 
how to get dry again. They had a 
consultation about this, and after a 
few minutes it seemed quite natural 
to Alice to find herself talking famil- V -4$ 
if she had known 




iarly with them, as 
them all her life. Indeed, she had 
quite a long argument with the Lory, 
who at last turned sulky, and would 
only say, “I am older than you, and 
must know better;" and this Alice 


■K 








I VO 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


would not allow without knowing how 
old it was, and, as the Lory positively 

t refused to tell its age, there was no 
more to be said. 

At last the Mouse, who seemed to 
be a person of authority among them, 
called out, “Sit down, all of you, and 
/ listen to me! I’ll soon make you dry 
enough!” They all sat down at once, 
in a large ring, with the Mouse in the 
middle. Alice kept her eyes anxious- 


ly fixed on it, for she felt sure she 


get dry very soon. 

“Ahem!” said the Mouse, with an 
important air. “Are you all ready? 
This is the driest thing I know. 
Silence all round, if you please t; 
'William the Conqueror, whose cause 
was favored by the pope, was soon 
submitted to by the English, who 
wanted leaders, and had been of 
late much accustomed to usurpation 
an^c ^que st^ Edwin and Morcaij|? 



mm£ 


>^\ A CAUCUS-RACE AND A LONG TALE rS/Wlm 

the earls of Mercia and Northum- 
bria — ' '' \{ (is?' 

"Ugh!" said the Lory, with a 

shiver. ^ ^ 

"I beg your pardon!'" said the 
Mouse, frowning, but very politely. 

• " Did you speak?" 

"Not I!" said the Lory, hastily. W c 

"I thought you did," said the! ' 

Mouse. " — I proceed. ‘ Edwin and 
Morcar, the earls of Mercia and Nor- 
thumbria, declared for him; and even 
Stigand, the patriotic archbishop of 
Canterbury, found it advisable — 

"Found what ?” said the Duck. 

"Found it,” the Mouse replied, 
rather crossly; "of course you know 
what 'it' means." 

"I know what 'it' 


r 

means well />-/;."[ 
enough, when I find a thing," said 


the Duck: "it's generally a frog or 
a worm. The question is, what did 
the archbishop find?" 

The Mouse did not notice this 
31 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

question, but hurriedly went on, 
" ' — found it advisable to go with 
Edgar Atheling to meet William and 
offer him the crown. William's con- 
duct at first was moderate. But the 
insolence of his Normans — ' How are 
you getting on now, my dear?" it 


"As wet as ever," said Alice, in a 
melancholy tone; "it doesn't seem to 
dry me at all." 

"In that case," said the Dodo, sol- 
emnly, rising to its feet, "I move that 
the meeting adjourn, for the immedi- 
ate adoption of more energetic reme- 
dies — " 

"Speak English!" said the Eaglet. 

• "I don't know the meaning of half 
those long words, and, what's more, 
I don't believe you do either!" And 
the Eaglet bent down its head to hide 
a smile. Some of the other birds tit- 
tered audibly. 

"What I was going to say," said 







t 

The Caucus-Race 





































m i 






i 

















« 












»% 















A CAUCUS-RACE AND A LONG TALE 

the Dodo, in an offended tone, "was, 
that the best thing to get us dry would 
be a Caucus-race/' 

"What is a Caucus-race?” said 
Alice; not that she much wanted to 
know, but the Dodo had paused as if 
it thought that somebody ought to 
speak, and no one else seemed in- 
clined to say anything. 

"Why,” said the Dodo, "the best 
way to explain it is to do it.” (And, 
as you might like to try the thing 
yourself some winter day, I will tell 
you how the Dodo managed it.) 

First it marked out a race-course, in 
a sort of circle ("the exact shape 
doesn't matter,” it said), and then all 
the party were placed along the course 
here and there. There was no " One, 
two, three, and away,” but they be- 
gan running when they liked and left 
off when they liked, so that it was 
not easy to know when the race was 
over. However, when they had been 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


running half an hour or so, and were 
quite dry again, the Dodo suddenly 
called out, “The race is over!" and 
they all crowded round it, panting, 
and asking, “But who has won?" 

This question the Dodo could not an- 
swer without a great deal of thought, 
and it sat for a long time with one 
finger pressed upon its forehead (the / 
position in which you usually see 
Shakespeare in the pictures of him), 
while the rest waited in silence. At 
last the Dodo said, “Everybody has 
won, and all must have prizes." 

“But who is to give the prizes?" 
quite a chorus of voices asked. 

“Why, she, of course," said the 
Dodo, pointing to Alice with one fin- 
ger ; and the whole party at once 
crowded round her, calling out, in a 
confused way, “Prizes! Prizes!" 

Alice had no idea what to do, and 
in despair she put her hand in her 
pocket and pulled out a box of com- 




























. 

































V v 


I?'; . 











A CAUCUS-RACE AND A LONG TALE 

fits (luckily the salt water had not 
got into it), and handed them round as 
prizes. There was exactly one apiece 
all round. 

“But she must have a prize her- 
self, you know/' said the Mouse. 

“Of course / 3 the Dodo replied, very 
gravely. “What else have you got 
in your pocket?” he went on, turn- 
ing to Alice. 

“Only a thimble,” said Alice, sadly. 

“Hand it over here,” said the Dodo. 

Then they all crowded round her 
once more, while the Dodo solemnly 
presented the thimble, saying, “We 
beg your acceptance of this elegant 
thimble;” and, when it had finished 
this short speech, they all cheered. 

Alice thought the whole thing very 
absurd, but they all looked so grave 
that she did not dare to laugh ; and, as 
she could not think of anything to say, 
she simply bowed and took the thim- 
ble, looking as solemn as she could. 


|j 

Pt 

|§| 

t A /fC 



I/O- 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

The next thing was to eat the com- 
fits : this caused some noise and con- 
fusion, as the large birds complained 
that they could not taste theirs, and 
the small ones choked and had to be 
patted on the back. However, it was 
over at last, and they sat down again 

/ in a ring, and begged the Mouse to 
tell them something more. 

* “You promised to tell me your his- 
tory, you know,” said Alice, “and 
why it is you hate — C and D,” she / 
added in a whisper, half afraid that 


Id 


jit would be offended again. 

“ Mine is a long and a sad tale V 


said 


the Mouse, turning to Alice and sigh- 
ting. 

“It is a long tail, certainly,” said 
Alice, looking down with wonder at 
the Mouse's tail; “but why do you 
call it sad?” And she kept on puz- 
zling about it while the Mouse was 
speaking, so that her idea of the tale 
was something like this : 


IT c%V O' 
Wm Va 






Jr J 





\ 


t 











'Jew* j 


A CAUCUS-RACE AND A LONG TALE 


Fury said to a 
mouse. That he 
met in the 
house, ' Let 
us both go 
to law: 
I will 
prosecute 
you. Come, 
I'll take no 
denial; We 
must have a 
;rial: For 


W/i 

p:vm 

•I' -iH; tM 


sir, 

With 


jury or 
judge, 
would be 
wasting 
our breath.’ 
I’ll be 
I’ll 


tnn 


judge, 
be jury,’ 
said 
cunning 
old Fury : 

• I’ll try the 
whole 

cause, 


and 

condemn 
JOU to 


death.”’ 




tuHR AY WMiOUT 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


''You are not attending!” said the 
Mouse to Alice, severely. "What are 
you thinking of?” 

/ "I beg your pardon,” said Alice, 
very humbly; "you had got to the 
fifth bend, I~ think?” 

"I had not!” cried the Mouse, an- 

/// jgrily. 

^ /L "A knot!” said Alice, always ready 
to make herself useful, and looking 
I anxiously about her. "Oh, do let me 
help to undo it!” 

"I shall do nothing of the sort,” 
said the Mouse, getting up and walk- 
ing away. "You insult me by talk- 
ing such nonsense!” 

"I didn't mean it!” pleaded poor 
Alice. “But you're so easily offend- 
ed, you know!” 

The Mouse only growled in reply. 

"Please come back and finish your 
story !” Alice called after it. And 
the others all joined in chorus, "Yes, 
^please do!” but the Mouse only shook| 





KeweJJ 


£ vo.ot 

|4. c A & 


at> 

V» 

8 1 

.• +««T 

a* 

it* 

*• i* 

a f 

* • «• 

€« 

r? 

V R 

T ! 


“ »t ' a « vi. ^ a. 




44 On various pretexts they all moved off” 





A CAUCUS-RACE AND A LONG TALE 

its head impatiently and walked a 
little quicker. 

“What a pity it wouldn't stay!" 
sighed the Lory, as soon as it was 
quite out of sight; and an old Crab 
took the opportunity of saying to her 
daughter, “Ah, my dear! Let this 
be a lesson to you never to lose your 
temper!" “Hold your tongue, Ma!" 
said the young Crab, a little snap- 
pishly. “You're enough to try the 
patience of an oyster!" 

“I wish I had our Dinah here, I 
know I do!" said Alice aloud, ad- 
dressing nobody in particular. “ She'd 
soon fetch it back!" 

“And who is Dinah, if I might 
venture to ask the question?" said 
the Lory. 

Alice replied eagerly, for she was 
always ready to talk about her pet: 
“Dinah's our cat. And she's such a 
capital one for catching mice, you can't 
think! And oh, I wish you could see 
39 ,...-^,....0^, 


:r\/f 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

her after the birds! Why, she’ll eat 

S a little bird as soon as look at it!” 

This speech caused a remarkable 
sensation among the party. Some of 
the birds hurried off at once. One 
old Magpie began wrapping itself up 
very carefully, remarking, "I really 
must be getting home; the night air 
doesn’t suit my throat!” And a Ca- 
nary called out in a trembling voice to 
its children, "Come away, my dears! 
It’s high time you were all in bed!” 
On various pretexts they all moved 
off, and Alice was soon left alone. 

" I wish I hadn’t mentioned Di- 
nah!” she said to herself in a mel- 
ancholy tone. “ Nobody seems to like 
her down here, and I’m sure she’s 
the best cat in the world! Oh, my 
dear Dinah! I wonder if I shall ever 
MA see you any more!” And here poor 
Alice began to cry again, for she felt 
very lonely and low-spirited. In a lit- 
tle while, however, she again heard a 



mm 


A CAUCUS-RACE AND A LONG TALE 

little pattering of footsteps in the dis- 
tance, and she looked up eagerly, half 
hoping that the Mouse had changed 
his mind, and was coming back to 
finish his story. 


pa 


RCStaTt 





.... W"' o?u-t 

>:& * ° 0 ° d 



CHAPTER IV 


SM\f fiW' 

^wsv 


THE RABBIT SENDS IN A LITTLE#^ 
BILL f°JT 

TT was the White Rabbit, trotting 
■** slowly back again, and looking 
anxiously about as it went, as if it 
had lost something; and she heard it 
muttering to itself, "The Duchess! 

A The Duchess! Oh my dear paws! Oh 
my fur and whiskers! She'll get me 
executed, as sure as ferrets are ferrets ! 
Where can I have dropped them, I 



wonder?" Alice guessed in a mo- 
ment that it was looking for the fan 


AV, 1M11 ^ 

and the pair of white kid gloves, and 
she very good-naturedly began hunting 
about for them, but they were nowhere 
to be seen — everything seemed to have 


changed since her swim in the pool, 

) 42 < T 

tap 


Wi 






THE RABBIT SENDS IN A BILL 

and the great hall, with the glass ta- 
ble and the little door, had vanished 
completely. 

Very soon the Rabbit noticed Alice, 
as she went hunting about, and called 
out to her in an angry tone, “Why, 
Mary Ann, what are you doing out 
here? Run home this moment and 
fetch me a pair of gloves and a fan! 
Quick, now!” And Alice was so much 
frightened that she ran off at once in 
the direction it had pointed to, with- 
out trying to explain the mistake it 
had made. 

“He took me for his housemaid,” 
she said to herself as she ran. “ How 
surprised he'll be when he finds out 
who I am! But I'd better take him 
his fan and gloves — that is, if I can 
find them.” As she said this, she 
came upon a neat little house, on the 
door of which was a bright brass plate 
with the name “W. RABBIT” en- 
graved upon it. She went in with- 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

out knocking, and hurried up-stairs, jP 2< 
in great fear lest she should meet the 
real Mary Ann, and be turned out of 
the house before she had found the 
fan and gloves 

“How queer it seems/' Alice said to 
herself, “to be going messages for a 
rabbit ! I suppose Dinah 'll be sending 
me on messages next!" And she be-^\j hv 
gan fancying the sort of thing that 
would happen: “'Miss Alice! Come 
here directly, and get ready for your 
walk!' 'Coming in a minute nurse ! 

But I've got to watch this mouse-hole \ 
till Dinah comes back, and see that 
the mouse doesn't get out.' Only I r 
don't think," Alice went on, “that 
they'd let Dinah stop in the house if 
it began ordering people about like 
that!" 

By this time she had found her way 
into a tidy little room with a table in 
the window, and on it (as she had 
hoped) a fan and two or three pairs 


*3er. 




T^icrNewcll 


■■n 


— 


,r 


44 4 


Why, Mary Ann, what are you doing here?' 


yy 






THE RABBIT SENDS IN A BILL 

of tiny white kid gloves. She took up the 
fan and a pair of the gloves, and was j ust 
going to leave the room, when her eye 
fell upon a little bottle that stood near 
the looking-glass. There was no label 
this time with the words "DRINK 
ME,” but, nevertheless, she uncorked 
' dfo:<eZf* tr r -A it- and put it to her lips. "I know ^^gggg 
something interesting is sure to hap- 
pen,” she said to herself, "whenever 
I eat or drink anything; so I'll just 
see what this bottle does. I do hope 
it 'll make me grow large again, for 
% ; V really I'm quite tired of being such 

a tiny little thing!” 

|||| It did so, indeed, and much sooner 
than she had expected. Before she 

■ had drunk half the bottle she found 
her head pressing against the ceiling, 
and had to stoop to save her neck from 
being broken. She hastily put down 
y the bottle, saying to herself, "That's 
/ a 1/ quite enough — I hope I sha'n't grow 
any more. As it is, I can't get out at 






h $ *». • J • ( yr 


r 


ll« 




srZmt 

mM 

TW 


i? 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

the door. I do wish I hadn't drunk 
quite so much!" 

Alas! it was too late to wish that! 
She went on growing and growing, 
and very soon had to kneel down on : y 
the floor. In another minute there 
was not even room for this, and she 
tried the effect of lying down with 
one elbow against the door and the 
other arm curled round her head. 
Still she went on growing, and, as a 
last resource, she put one arm out of 
the window and one foot up the chim- 
ney, and said to herself, "Now I can 
do no more, whatever happens. WhatN^ 
will become of me?" 

Luckily for Alice, the little magic 
bottle had now had its full effect, and 
she grew no larger. Still it was very 
uncomfortable, and, as there seemed to 
be no sort of chance of her ever get- 
ting out of the room again, no won- 
der she felt unhappy. 

“I1k was much pleasanter at home," 

46 

y . . 





©Milted // iffiS/I W OSil|r\ 

>lsft 






'ZiJMjjJ 




THE RABBIT SENDS IN A BILL 




i 


thought poor Alice, “when one wasn't 
always growing larger and smaller, 
and being ordered about by mice and 
rabbits. I almost wish I hadn't gone 
down that rabbit-hole — and yet — and 
yet — it's rather curious, you know, 
this sort of life! I do wonder what 
can have happened to me! When I 
used to read fairy tales, I fancied that 
kind of thing never happened, and 
now here I am in the middle of one! 
There ought to be a book written about 
me, that there ought. And when I 
grow up I'll write one. But I'm grown 
up now," she added, in a sorrowful 
tone ; “at least there's no room to grow 
up any more here.” 

“But then," thought Alice, “shall 
I never get any older than I am now? 
That 'll be a comfort, one way — never 
to be an old woman; but then — al- 
ways to have lessons to learn! Oh, 

I shouldn't like that /" 

“Oh, you foolish Alice!" she an- 
47 . o- 




Qi 


I 


1 

yM 


m 


&v\ 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

swered herself. "How can you learn 
lessons in here? Why, there's hardly 
room for you, and no room at all for 
any lesson-books!" 

And so she went on, taking first one 
side and then the other, and making 
quite a conversation of it altogether; 
but after a few minutes she heard a 
voice outside, and stopped to listen. 

"Mary Ann! Mary Ann!" said the 
voice. "Fetch me my gloves this 
moment!" Then came a little pat- 
tering of feet on the stairs. Alice 
knew it was the Rabbit coming to look 
for her, and she trembled till she shook 
the house, quite forgetting that she 
* was now about a thousand times as 
large as the Rabbit, and had no rea- 
son to be afraid of it. 

Presently the Rabbit came up to 
the door, and tried to open it; but, as 
r) the door opened inwards, and Alice's 
elbow was pressed hard against it, 
1 that attempt proved a failure. Alice 

48 




THE RABBIT SENDS IN A BILL 


heard it say to itself, "Then I'll go 
round and get in at the window." 

“That you won't!" thought Alice, 
and, after waiting till she fancied she 
heard the Rabbit just under the win- 
dow, she suddenly spread out her hand 
and made a snatch in the air. She 
did not get hold of anything, but she 
heard a little shriek and a fall, and a 
crash of broken glass, from which she 
concluded that it was just possible it 
had fallen into a cucumber-frame, or 
something of the sort. 

Next came an angry voice — the Rab- 
bit's — "Pat! Pat! Where are you?" 
And then a voice she had never heard 
before, "Sure, then, I'm here! Dig- 
ging for apples, yer honor!" 

"Digging for apples, indeed!" said 
the Rabbit, angrily. "Here! Come 
and help me out of this!” (Sounds of 
more broken glass.) 

"Now tell me, Pat, what's that in 
the window?" 







ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

§ "Sure, it's an arm, yer honor!" > 5)^ 
(He pronounced it "arrum.") 

"An arm, you goose! Who ever£ r o,J' 
saw one that size? Why, it fills the 
K whole window!" 1 

. "Sure, it does, yer honor; but it's 
an arm, for all that." 

W "Well, it's got no business there, at IpV- 

° / /DO ^ 

, o any rate. Go and take it away!" 

There was a long silence after this, 
and Alice could only hear whispers 
now and then : such as, " Sure, I don't 
like it, yer honor, at all, at all!" "Do 
as I tell you, you coward!" and at last 
she spread out her hand again and 
made another snatch in the air. This 
time there were two little shrieks, and 
more sounds of broken glass. "What \ 
a number of cucumber-frames there 
must be!" thought Alice. "I won- 
der what they'll do next! As for pull- 
ing me out of the window, I only wish 
they could ! I'm sure I don't want to 
.stay in here any longer!" 




■ 




“'What's that in the window?'" 






































































' 















































. 


. 






THE RABBIT SENDS IN A BILL 

She waited for some time without 
hearing anything more. At last came 
a rumbling of little cart-wheels, and 
the sound of a good many voices all 
talking together. She made out the 
words, ** Where's the other ladder? 
Why, I hadn't to bring but one ; Bill's 
got the other — Bill! Fetch it here, 
lad! — Here, put 'em up at this corner 
— No, tie 'em together first; they don't 
reach half high enough yet — Oh! 
they'll do well enough; don't be par- 
ticular — Here, Bill! catch hold of this 
rope — Will the roof bear? — Mind that 







ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


herself. “ Why, they 
everything upon Bill! 


seem to put 
I wouldn't be 
in Bill's place for a good deal. This 

I fire-place is narrow, to be sure; but I 
think I can kick a little!" 

J She drew her foot as far down the 
chimney as she could, and waited till 
she heard a little animal (she couldn't 
guess of what sort it was) scratching 

and scrambling about in the chimney 

close above her; then, saying to her- 
^ self, “This is Bill," she gave 



one 


sharp kick, and waited to see what 
would happen next. 

The first thing she heard was a 
general chorus of “There goes Bill!" 
then the Rabbit's voice alone, “Catch 
him, you by the hedge!" then silence, 
and then another confusion of voices: 

Hold up his head — Brandy now — 
Don't choke him — How was it, old 
fellow? What happened to you? Tell 
us all about it!" 

At last came a little, feeble, squeak- 


ft 


TisrxMM V:-5> 






44 4 Catch him, you by the hedge * ” 






















































































































f 














. 




THE RABBIT SENDS IN A BILL 

ing voice (" That's Bill/' thought 
Alice): "Well, I hardly know. No iia 
more, thank ye; I'm better now; 
but I'm a deal too flustered to tell you. 

All I know is, something comes at 
me like a Jack-in-the box, and up I 
goes like a sky-rocket!" 

"So you did, old fellow!" said the 
others. 

"We must burn the house down!" 
said the Rabbit's voice. And Alice 
called out as loud as she could, "If 
you do, I'll set Dinah at you!" 

There was a dead silence instantly, 
and Alice thought to herself, "I won- 
der what they will do next ! If they / ; 

had any sense they'd take the roof off." 

After a minute or two they began 
moving about again, and Alice heard 
the Rabbit say, " A barrowful will do, 
to begin with." 

"A barrowful of what?” thought 
Alice. But she had not long to doubt, 
for the next moment a shower of little / 

53 





ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

pebbles came rattling in at the window, 
and some of them hit her in the face. 
“I'll put a stop to this/' she said to 
herself, and shouted out, “ You'd bet- 
ter not do that again!” which pro- 
duced another dead silence. 

Alice noticed with some surprise 


that the pebbles were all turning into 
little cakes as they lay on the floor, 
and a bright idea came into her head. 
) "If I eat one of these cakes,” she 
thought, “ it's sure to make some 
change in my size; and, as it can't 
possibly make me larger, it must 
make me smaller, I suppose.” 

So she swallowed one of the cakes, 
and was delighted to find that she 
began shrinking directly. As soon 



U|j|. 

( #4v\'A\ 


I Vfe: 


as she was small enough to get through 
the door, she ran out of the house, and 
found quite a crowd of little animals 
and birds waiting outside. The poor 
little Lizard, Bill, was in the middle, 
^^yeing^h eld ^ up by two guinea-gigs, | 







THE RABBIT SENDS IN A BILL 



Sufi 


ffk 

i 


who were giving it something out of a 
bottle. They all made a rush at Alice 
the moment she appeared; but she 
ran off as hard as she could, and soon 
found herself safe in a thick wood. 

“ The first thing I've got to do,” said 
Alice to herself, as she wandered about 
in the wood, “is to grow to my right 
size again; and the second thing is to 
find my way into that lovely garden. 
I think that will be the best plan.” 

It sounded an excellent plan, no 
doubt, and very neatly and simply 
arranged ; the only difficulty was, 
that she had not the smallest idea 
how to set about it; and, while she 
was peering anxiously among the 
trees, a little sharp bark just over 
her head made her look up in a great 
hurry. 

An enormous puppy was looking 
down at her with large, round eyes, 
and feebly stretching out one paw, 
trying to touch her. “Poor little 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

thing!” said Alice, in a coaxing tone, 
and she tried hard to whistle to it; 
but she was terribly frightened all the 
time at the thought that it might be 
hungr} 7 , in which case it would be 
very likely to eat her up in spite of 
all her coaxing. 

Hardly knowing what she did, she 
picked up a little bit of stick and held 
it out to the puppy; whereupon the 
puppy jumped into the air off all its 
feet at once, with a yelp of delight, 
and rushed at the stick, and made be- 
lieve to worry it; then Alice dodged 
behind a great thistle, to keep herself 
from being run over; and, the mo- 
ment she appeared on the other side, 
the puppy made another rush at the 
stick, and tumbled head over heels in 
its hurry to get hold of it; then Alice, 
thinking it was very like having a 
game of play with a cart-horse, and 
expecting every moment to be tram- 
pled under its feet, ran round the 
56 




** The Puppy jumped into the air 


































































































































































THE RABBIT SENDS IN A BILL 


thistle again; then the puppy began 
a series of short charges at the stick, 
running a very little way forward 
each time and a long way back, and 
barking hoarsely all the while, till at 
last it sat down a good way off, pant- 
ing, with its tongue hanging out of 
its mouth, and its great eyes half 
shut. 

This seemed to Alice a good oppor- 
tunity for making her escape; so she 
set off at once, and ran till she was 
quite tired and out of breath, and till 
the puppy's bark sounded quite faint 
in the distance. 

‘'And yet what a dear little puppy 
it was!" said Alice, as she leaned 
against a buttercup to rest herself, 
and fanned herself with one of the 
leaves. "I should have liked teach- 
ing it tricks very much, if — if I'd 
only been the right size to do it! Oh 
dear! I'd nearly forgotten that I've 
got to grow up again! Let me see 






tion is, what?'' 

The great question certainly was,v 
what? Alice looked all round her at ^ 
the flowers and the blades of grass, 
but she could not see anything that 
looked like the right thing to eat or 
drink under the circumstances. There 


was a large mushroom growing near 
her, about the same height as herself ; 
and, when she had looked under it, 
and on both sides of it, and behind it, 
it occurred to her that she might as well 
look and see what was on the top of it. 

She stretched herself up on tiptoe, 
and peeped over the edge of the mush- 
room, and her eyes immediately met 
those of a large blue caterpillar that 
was sitting on the top with its arms 
folded, quietly smoking a long hookah, 




and taking not the smallest notice of 


her or of anything else. 






CHAPTER V 


ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR 


'T'HE Caterpillar and Alice looked at 
each other for some time in si- 
lence. At last the Caterpillar took 
the hookah out of its mouth and ad- 
dressed her in a languid, sleepy voice. 

“Who are you?” said the Caterpil- 
lar. 

This was not an encouraging open- 
ing for a conversation. Alice replied, 
rather shyly, “1 — I hardly know, sir, 
just at present — at least, I know who 
I was when I got up this morning, 
but I think I must have been changed 
several times since then.” 

“What do you mean by that?” said 
the Caterpillar, sternly. “Explain 
yourself!” 


v 






ALICE IN 'WONDERLAND 



I can't explain myself, I'm afraid. 




sir," said Alice, "because I'm not my- 
self, you see." 

"I don't see," said the Caterpillar. 

" I'm afraid I can't put it more clear- 
ly," Alice replied, very politely, "for I 

/ can't understand it myself to begin 
with; and being so many different 
sizes in a day is very confusing." 

"It isn't," said the Caterpillar. 

"Well, perhaps you haven't found 
it so yet," said Alice; "but when you 
have to turn into a chrysalis — you will 
some day, you know — and then after 
that into a butterfly, I should think 
you'll feel it a little queer, won't you?" 

"Not a bit," said the Caterpillar. 

"Well, perhaps your feelings may 
be different," said Alice; "all I know 
is, it would feel very queer to me. ’ ’ 

"You!" said the Caterpillar, con- 
temptuously. "Whoar e you?” 

Which brought them back again 
to the beginning of the conversation. 


MS® 







riidrKS, driu. bile urcw xicrscii up dnci 
said, very gravely, " I think you ought 
to tell me who you are, first.” 

"Why?/' said the Caterpillar. 

Here was another puzzling question; 
and as Alice could not think of any 
good reason, and as the Caterpillar 
seemed to be in a very unpleasant 
state of mind, she turned away. 

"Come back!” the Caterpillar called 
after her. " I've something important , 

to say!” 

This sounded promising, certainly. | 

Alice turned and came back again. 

"Keep your temper,” said the Cat- 
erpillar. 

"Is that all?” said Alice, swallow-! : V,- 
ing down her anger as well as she V 
could. 

"No,” said the Caterpillar. 

Alice thought she might as well r . 

wait, as she had nothing else to do, 






ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

and perhaps, after all, it might tell 
her something worth hearing. For 
some minutes it puffed away without 
speaking, but at last it unfolded its 
• arms, took the hookah out of its mouth 
\ [ again, and said, "So you think you’re 
changed, do you?” 

"I’m afraid I am, sir,” said Alice; 
'I can’t remember things as I used — 
and I don’t keep the same size for ten 
minutes together!” 

"Can’t remember what things?” said 


m 


the Caterpillar. 


"Well, I’ve tried to say, ‘How doth 
)y/'the little busy bee/ but it all came dif- 
fe ^ferent !” Alice replied, in a very mel- 
ancholy voice. 

'Repeat ‘You are old, Father Will-4 
iam,’ ” said the Caterpillar. 

Alice folded her hands, and began: 

“ You are old, Father William,” the young 
man said, 

' hair has become v^ry white jj 
6 2 


M 




^3 


ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR 


And yet you incessantly stand on your 
head — 

Do you think, at your age, it is right?” 

“In my youth,” Father William replied 
to his son, 

“I feared it might injure the brain; 

But, noiv that Fm perfectly sure I have 
none, 

Why, I do it again and again” 

You are old,” said the youth, “ as I men- 
tioned before, 

And have grown most uncommonly 
fat ; 

Yet you turned a back-somersault in 
at the door — 

Pray, what is the reason of that ?” 

“ In my youth,” said the sage, as he shook 
his gray locks, 

“I kept all my limbs very supple 

By the use of this ointment — one shilling 
the box — 

Allow me to sell you a couple ?” 

“ You are old,” said the youth, “and your 
jaws are too weak 

For o.nything tougher than suet ; 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

Yet you finished the goose, with the bones 
and the beak — 

Pray , how did you manage to do it?” 


In my youth,” said his father, “I took 
to the law, 

And argued each case ivith my wife ; 
And the muscular strength which it gave 
to my jaw 

Has lasted the rest of my life” 


“You are old,” said the youth , “one would 
hardly suppose 

That your eye was as steady as ever ; 
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of 
your nose — 

What made you so awfidly clever ?” 


“ I have answered three questions, and 
that is enough,” 

Said his father; “ don’t give yourself 
airs 1 

Do you think I can listen all day to such 
stuff ? 

Be off, or Fll kick you down-stairs I” 

so 

"That is not said right/' said the 
Caterpillar. 







ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR 

"Not quite right, I'm afraid/' said 
Alice, timidly; "some of the words 
have got altered." A 

" It is wrong from beginning to end," 
said the Caterpillar, decidedly, and 
there was silence for some minutes. 

The Caterpillar was the first to 
speak. 

"What size do you want to be?" it 
asked. 

"Oh, I'm not particular as to size," 
Alice hastily replied; "only one 
doesn't like changing so often, you 
know." 

"I don’t know," said the Cater- 
; pillar. 

Alice said nothing; she had never 

& A $ been so much contradicted in all her 

! life before, and she felt that she was 
losing her temper. 

"Are you content now?" said the 
Caterpillar. 

\nU “ Well, 1 should like to be a little 
larger, sir, if you wouldn’t mind,” 

/?. <* 









said Alice; "three inches is such gi 
wretched height to be.” 
f “It is a very good height indeed !”£ 

said the Caterpillar, angrily, rearing^ 

/ 4 " y V itself up as it spoke (it was 

three inches high). 

"But I’m not used to it!” 
poor Alice, in a piteous tone. And 
thought to herself, "I wish the creat 
ures wouldn't be so easily offended!” 

"You'll get used to it in time,” 
the Caterpillar, and it put the hookah 
into its mouth and began 
again. 

This time Alice waited 
until it chose to speak again. In 
minute or two the Caterpillar took the 
hookah out of its mouth and yawned 
once or twice, and shook itself. Then 
it got down off the mushroom, and 
crawled away into the grass, merely o% 0 / 
remarking as it went, "One side will 
make you grow taller, and the other 
side will make you grow shorter.” 

_ 66 ^. 



ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR 

"One side of what? The other side 
of what?” thought Alice to herself. 


Wtl 


r~'<\ 


"Of the mushroom/' said the Cat- 
erpillar, just as if she had asked it 
aloud; and in another moment it was 
out of sight. 

Alice remained looking thought- 


vAv 
: A • ■ ■ 

My 


fully at the mushroom for a minute, 
trying to make out which were the 


two sides of it; and as it was perfect- 




M 


ly round, she found this a very diffi- 


cult question. However, at last she 


stretched her arms round it as far as 


they would go, and broke off a bit of ®(|y 

•f Vi <=» orl rrp un "f Vi pqpV i Vi a n rl 


the edge with each hand. 


■\ 


¥ 


underneath her 
struck her foot! 


that there was no time to be lost, as 




’ft 



"And now which is which?" she 
said to herself, and nibbled a little 


of the right-hand bit to try the effect. 
The next moment she felt a violent 
blow 


She was a good deal frightened by 
this very sudden change, but she felt 







ALICE IN WONDERLAND 



she was shrinking rapidly; so she set 
to work at once to eat some of the 
other bit. Her chin was pressed so 
closely against her foot that there was 
hardly room to open her mouth; but 
she did it at last, and managed to 
swallow a morsel of the left-hand bit. 

\ 



m 


'Come, my head's free at last!" 
said Alice, in a tone of delight, which 
changed to alarm in another moment 
when she found that her shoulders 
were nowhere to be found. All she 
could see when she looked down was 
an immense length of neck, which 
seemed to rise like a stalk out of a 
sea of green leaves that lay far below 
her. 

'What can all that green stuff be?" 
said Alice. " And where have my 
shoulders got to? And, oh, my poor 
hands, how is it I can't see you?" 





m§? 
















, 















































• 

























































Wr. 

4 


ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR 

She was moving them about as she 
spoke, but no result seemed to follow, 
except a little shaking among the dis- 
tant green leaves. 

As there seemed to be no chance of 
getting her hands up to her head, she 
tried to get her head down to them, 
and was delighted to find that her 
neck would bend about easily in any 
direction, like a serpent. She had just 
succeeded in curving it down into a 
graceful zigzag, and was going to 
dive in among the leaves, which she 
found to be nothing but the tops of 
the trees under which she had been 
wandering, when a sharp hiss made 
her draw back in a hurry. A large 
pigeon had flown into her face, and 
was beating her violently with its 
wings. 

"Serpent!" screamed the Pigeon. 

"Pm not a serpent!" said Alice, in- 
dignantly. "Let me alone!" 






"Serpent, I 


Wt 


say again ! 
69 


repeated 



EJliSM 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

the Pigeon, but in a more subdued 
tone, and added, with a kind of sob, 
"I've tried every way, and nothing 
seems to suit them!" 

" I haven't the least idea what you're 
talking about," said Alice. 

"I've tried the roots of trees, and 
I've tried banks, and I've tried hedges," 
the Pigeon went on, without attending 
to her; "but those serpents! There's 
no pleasing them!" 

Alice was more and more puzzled, but 
she thought there was no use in say- 
ing anything more till the Pigeon had 
finished. 

" As if it wasn't trouble enough 
hatching the eggs," said the Pigeon; 
" but I must be on the lookout for ser- 
pents night and day ! Why, I haven't 
had a wink of sleep these three weeks." 

"I'm very sorry you've been an- 
noyed," said Alice, who was begin- 
ning to see its meaning. 

"And just as I'd taken the highest 









** 4 Serpent ! ’ screamed the Pigeon ” 





sgg 

ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR 

tree in the wood/' continued the 
Pigeon, raising its voice to a shriek, U\/)T - 
/'and just as I was thinking I should 
be free of them at last, they must 


needs come wriggling down from the 
sky! Ugh, Serpent!" 

"But I'm not a serpent, I tell you!" jM 


m M ' 

\said Alice. "I'm a — I'm a — " f 

"Well, what are you?" said the Pig- (\/| j 
eon. “I can see you’re trying to in- 

tv 


vent something ! 
$ “I— I’m a lit 


little girl," said Alice, 
rather doubtfully, as she remembered 


the number of changes she had gone 
through that day. 

"A likely story, indeed!" said the 
Pigeon, in a tone of the deepest con- 
tempt. "I've seen a good many lit- ' / / 
tie girls in my time, but never one 
with such a neck as that! No, no! 
You're a serpent, and there's no use 
denying it. I suppose you'll be tell- 
ing me next that you never tasted an 


fTM-m s 


egg! 








ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

“I have tasted eggs, certainly/' 
said Alice, who was a very truthful 
child; “but little girls eat eggs quite 
as much as serpents do, you know.", 

“I don't believe it," said the Pig- 
eon ; “ but if they do, why then they're 
a kind of serpent, that's all I can say.'l 
This was such a new idea to Alice 
that she was quite silent for a min- 
ute or two, which gave the Pigeon 
the opportunity of adding, “You're 
looking for eggs, I know that well 
enough; and what does it matter to .Jp 
me whether you're a little girl or a 
serpent?" 

“It matters a good deal to me,” 
said Alice, hastily; “but I'm not 
looking for eggs, as it happens; and 
if I was, I shouldn't want yours . I 
don't like them raw." /g^ys 

“Well, be off, then!" said the Pigeon 
in a sulky tone, as it settled down 
again into its nest. Alice crouched 
down among the trees as well as she 
7 * 


ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR 


could, for her neck kept getting en- 
tangled among the branches, and 


WWW 



and untwist it. After a while she re- 
membered that she still held the pieces 
of mushroom in her hands, and she 
set to work very carefully, nibbling 
first at one and then at the other, and 
growing sometimes taller and some- 
times shorter, until she had succeeded 
in bringing herself down to her usual 
height. 

It was so long since she had been 
anything near the right size that 
it felt quite strange at first; but she ) 
got used to it in a few minutes, and 
began talking to herself, as usual. 
"Come, there's half my plan done 
now ! How puzzling all these changes 
are! I'm never sure what I'm going 
to be, from one minute to another! 
However, I've got back to my right 
size; the next thing is to get into that 
beautiful garden — how is that to be 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

done, I wonder ?” As she said this, 
she came suddenly upon an open 
place, with a little house in it about £ 
jfour feet high. “Whoever lives 
there,” thought Alice, “it 'll never do 
to come upon them this size; why, I 
should frighten them out of their wits!” 
So she began nibbling at the right- 
hand bit again, and did not venture 
to go near the house till she had 
brought herself down to nine inches 
high. 


frfilGMT 




CHAPTER VI 


PIG AND PEPPER 

"POR a minute or two she stood 
looking at the house, and won- 
dering what to do next, when sudden- 
ly a footman in livery came running 
out of the wood — (she considered him 
to be a footman because he was in 
livery; otherwise, judging by his 
face only, she would have called him 
a fish) — and rapped loudly at the 
door with his knuckles. It was opened 
by another footman in livery, with a 
round face, and large eyes like a frog; 
and both footmen, Alice noticed, had 
powdered hair that curled all over 
their heads. She felt very curious to 
know what it was all about, and crept 
a little way out of the wood to listen. 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

The Fish-Footman began by pro- 
ducing from under his arm a great 
letter, nearly as large as himself, and 
this he handed over to the other, sa.y-[ 
ing, in a solemn tone, “For the Duch- 
ess. An invitation from the Queen to 
play croquet.” The Frog -Footman 
repeated, in the same solemn tone, 
only changing the order of the words 
a little, “From the Queen. An invita- 
tion for the Duchess to play croquet.” 

Then they both bowed low, and 
their curls got entangled together. 

Alice laughed so much at this that 
she had to run back into the wood for 
fear of their hearing her; and, when 
she next peeped out, the Fish-Foot- 
man was gone, and the other was sit- 
ting on the ground near the door, 
staring stupidly up into the sky. 

Alice went timidly up to the door, 
and knocked. 

“There's no sort of use in knock- 
ing,”' said the Footman, “and that 
76 



























































» 















PIG AND PEPPER 

for two reasons. First, because I'm 
on the same side of the door as you 
m are; secondly, because they're mak - (■/ 
ing such a noise inside no one could 
possibly hear you." And certainly 
there was a most extraordinary noise 
going on within — a constant howling 
and sneezing, and every now and 
then a great crash, as if a dish or 
kettle had been broken to pieces. 

“Please, then," said Alice, “how 
am I to get in?" 

“There might be some sense in 
your knocking," the Footman went 
on, without attending to her, “if we 
had the door between us. For in- A 
stance, if you were inside, you might 
knock, and I could let you out, you 
I'jC know. 


He was looking up into the 
sky all the time he was speaking, 
and this Alice thought decidedly un- 
civil. “But perhaps he can't help 
it," she said to herself; “his eyes are 
so very nearly at the top of his head. 





,WK 


But, at any rate, he might answer 
questions. How am I to get in?" she 
repeated, aloud. 

"I shall sit here," the Footman re- 
marked, “till to-morrow — " 

At this moment the door of the 
house opened, and a large plate ‘came 
skimming out, straight at the Foot- 


man’s head; it just grazed his nose. 


/ / 


(m\ 


and broke to pieces against one of the 
trees behind him. 

J “ — or next day, maybe," the Foot- 
^ man continued in the same tone, ex- 
actly as if nothing had happened. 

^ “How am I to get in?" asked Alice 
again, in a louder tone. 

“Are you to get in at all?" said the 
Footman. “That’s the first question, 
you know." 


lot like to be told so. 
dreadful," she muttered 
' the way all the creatures argue. 
It’s enough to drive one crazy!" 



It’s really^ 
to herself, Jr l 

ires argue. 









PIG AND PEPPER 


The Footman seemed to think this 
a good opportunity for repeating his 
remark, with variations. "I shall sit 
here/' he said, "on and off, for days 
and days." 

" But what am I to do?" said Alice. 

"Anything you like," said the Foot- 
man, and began whistling. 

"Oh, there's no use in talking to 
him," said Alice, desperately; "he's 
perfectly idiotic!" And she opened 
the door and went in. 

The door led right into a large / 
kitchen, which was full of smoke 
from one end to the other. The Duch- 
ess was sitting on a three-legged 
stool in the middle, nursing a baby; 
the cook was leaning over the fire, 
stirring a large caldron which seem- Vy . 
ed to be full of soup. 

"There's certainly too much pep- 
per in that soup!" Alice said to her- 
self, as well as she could for sneezing. 

There was certainly too much of it 



79 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


in the air. Even the Duchess sneezed 
occasionally ; and the baby was sneez- 
ing and howling alternately without 
a moment's pause. The only things 
in the kitchen that did not sneeze 
were the cook and a large cat, which; 
was sitting on the hearth and grin- 
ning from ear to ear. 

“ Please would you tell me,” said 
Alice, a little timidly, for she was 
not quite sure whether it was good 
manners for her to speak first, “why 
your cat grins like that?” 

“It's a Cheshire cat,” said the 
Duchess, “and that's why. Pig!” 

She said the last word with such 
sudden violence that Alice quite jump- 
ed; but she saw in another moment 
that it was addressed to the baby, 
and not to her, so she took courage 
and went on again : 

“I didn't know that Cheshire cats 
always grinned; in fact, I didn't know 
that cats could grin.” 







smI 




MffkQ 


fcr; 




'M 

mu 






PIG AND PEPPER 





“They all can/' said the Duchess, 
‘and most of 'em do." 

“I don't know of any that do," 
Alice said, very politely, feeling quite 
pleased to have got into a conversa- 
tion. 

"You don't know much," said the 
Duchess; “and that's a fact." 

Alice did not at all like the tone of 
this remark, and thought it would be 
as well to introduce some other sub- 
ject of conversation. While she was 
trying to fix on one the cook took 
the caldron of soup off the fire, and 
at once set to work throwing every- 
thing within her reach at the Duchess 
and the baby — the fire-irons came 
first ; then followed a shower of sauce- 
pans, plates, and dishes. The Duch- 
ess took no notice of them, even when 
they hit her; and the baby was howl- 
ing so much already that it was quite 
impossible to say whether the blows 
hurt or not. 

F 81 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

“Oh, please mind what you're do- 
ing!" cried Alice, jumping up and 
down in an agony of terror. “Oh, 
there goes his precious nose," as an 
unusually large saucepan flew close 
by it, and very nearly carried it off. 

“If everybody minded their own 
business," the Duchess said, in a 
hoarse growl, “the world would go 
round a deal faster than it does." 

“Which would not be an advan- 
tage," said Alice, who felt very glad '(\ 
to get an opportunity of showing off 
a little of her knowledge. “ Just think 
what work it would make with the day 
and night! You see the earth takes 
twenty-four hours to turn round on its 
axis — " 

“Talking of axes," said the Duch- 
ess, “chop off her head!" 

Alice glanced rather anxiously at 
the cook, to see if she meant to take 
the hint; but the cook was busily en- 
gaged in stirring the soup, and did 



“Singing a sort of lullaby” 






PIG AND PEPPER 

not seem to be listening, so she vent- 
ured to go on again: “Twenty-four 
hours, I think; or is it twelve? I — ”m\ 
“Oh, don't bother me," said the 
Duchess; “I never could abide fig- 
ures!" And with that she began 
nursing her child again, singing a 
sort of lullaby to it as she did so, and 
giving it a violent shake at the end of 
every line: 

“ Speak roughly to your little boy, 

And beat him when he sneezes : 

He only does it to annoy, 

Because he knows it teases 

Chorus. 

(In which the cook and the baby joined) : — 

“ Wow l wow ! wow !” 

While the Duchess sang the second 
verse of the song, she kept tossing the 
baby violently up and down, and the 
poor little thing howled so that Alice 
could hardly hear the words: 

83 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

I speak severely to my boy, 

I beat him when he sneezes , 
For he can thoroughly enjoy 
The pepper when he pleases ! 

Chorus. 

“ Wow l wow l wow I” 


“Here! you may nurse it a bit, if 
you like!" the Duchess said to Alice, 
flinging the baby at her as she spoke. 
“I must go and get ready to play cro- 
quet with the Queen," and she hur- 
ried out of the room. The cook threw 
a frying-pan after her as she went out, 
but it just missed her. 

Alice caught the baby with some 
difficulty, as it was a queer-shaped 
little creature, and held out its arms 
and legs in all directions, “just like a 
star-fish," thought Alice. The poor 
thing was snorting like a steam-en- 
gine when she caught it, and kept 
doubling itself up and straightening 
itself out again, so that, altogether. 


PIG AND PEPPER 


for the first minute or two, it was as 
much as she could do to hold it. ^ 

As soon as she had made out the 
proper way of nursing it (which was 
to twist it up into a sort of knot, and 
then keep tight hold of its right ear 
and left foot, so as to prevent its un- 
doing itself), she carried it out into the 
open air. "If I don't take this child 
away with me," thought Alice, " they're 
sure to kill it in a day or two. Wouldn't 
it be murder to leave it behind?" She 
said the last words out loud, and the 
little thing grunted in reply (it had 
left off sneezing by this time). "Don't 
grunt," said Alice; "that's not at all 
a proper way of expressing yourself." 

The baby grunted again, and Alice 
looked very anxiously into its face to 
see what was the matter with it. There 
could be no doubt that it had a very 
turn-up nose, much more like a snout 
than a real nose; also its eyes were 
getting extremely small for a baby; 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 




mit 


altogether Alice did not like the look 
of the thing at all. “But perhaps it 
was only sobbing/' she thought, and 
looked into its eyes again to see if 
there were any tears. 

No, there were no tears. “If you're / 
going to turn into a pig, my dear," '/ 
/said Alice, seriously, “I'll have noth- 
ing more to do with you. Mind now!" ^ 

The poor little thing sobbed again (or 
grunted, it was impossible to say [ 
which), and they went on for some 
while in silence. 

• • • \ 1 
Alice was just beginning to think 

to herself, “Now, what am I to do 
with this creature when I get it home?" /J 1 /, 
again, so violently * 



V 


\ 

\ 

\J 


when it grunted ** v *~**w*j ,. v , . . 

that she looked down into its face in 
some alarm. This time there could 
be no mistake about it; it was neither 
)more nor less than a pig, and she felt 
that it would be quite absurd for her 
to carry it any farther. 




So she set the little creature down. 


pt (/ . idilh {T \\ s ^§Sp 

! li > I \v^/( ; ) 11} i 


X 

Jjl 
ill 

Wm 





PIG AND PEPPER 

and felt quite relieved to see it trot 
away quietly into the wood. "If it 
had grown up,” she said to herself, 
"it would have made a dreadfully 
ugly child; but it makes rather a 
handsome pig, I think.” And she 
began thinking over other children 
she knew, who might do very well as 
pigs, and was just saying to herself, 
"If one onty knew the right way to 
change them — ” when she was a little 
( , vStartled by seeing the Cheshire Cat 

! sitting on a bough of a tree a few 
yards off. 

The Cat only grinned when it saw 
Alice. It looked good - natured, she 
thought; still it had very long claws 
and a great many teeth, so she felt 
' that it ought to be treated with re- 

spect. 

"Cheshire Puss,” she began, ra- 
ther timidly, as she did not at all 
know whether it would like the name ; 
however, it only grinned a little wider. 
87 




ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

“Come, it's pleased so far/' thought 
Alice, and she went on. “Would you 
tell me, please, which way I ought to 
go from here?” 

“ That depends a good deal on where 
you want to get to,” said the Cat. 

“I don't much care where — ” said 
Alice. 

“Then it doesn't matter which way 
you go,” said the Cat. 

“ — so long as I get somewhere,” 
Alice added as an explanation. 

“Oh, you're sure to do that,” said 
the Cat, “if you only walk long 
enough.” 

Alice felt that this could not be de- 

. 

nied, so she tried another question. 
“ What sort of people live about here?” 

“In that direction,” the Cat said, 
waving its right paw round, “lives a 
Hatter; and in that direction,” waving 
the other paw, “lives a March Hare. 
Visit either you like; they're both 
mad.” 




PIG AND PEPPER 

" But I don't want to go among mad 
people," Alice remarked. 

"Oh, you can't help that," said the 
Cat; "we're all mad here. I'm mad. 
You're mad." 

"How do you know I'm mad?" said 
Alice. 

"You must be," said the Cat, "or 
you wouldn't have come here." 

Alice didn't think that proved it at 
all; however, she went on. "And 
how do you know that you're mad?" 
jjj "To begin with," said the Cat, "a 1 
dog's not mad. You grant that?" 

"I suppose so," said Alice. 

"Well, then," the Cat went on, 
“you see, a dog growls when it's 
angry and wags its tail when it's 
>3 pleased. Now, I growl when I’m 
pleased and wag my tail when I’m 
^ angry. Therefore, I'm mad." 

\ "I call it purring, not growling," 
said Alice. 

"Call it what you like," said the 
89 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

Cat. "Do you play croquet with the 
Queen to-day?” 

"I should like it very much,” said £..<&$ 
Alice, "but I haven't been invited 

§■ : Vet” ^ 

"You'll see me there,” said the Cat, 
and vanished. 

Alice was not much surprised at 
this, she was getting so used to queer 
things happening. While she was 
looking at the place where it had 
been, it suddenly appeared again. 

"By-the-bye, what became of the 
baby?” said the Cat. "I'd nearly 
forgotten to ask.” 

"It turned into a pig,” Alice quiet- 
ly said, just as if it had come back in 
a natural way. 

"I thought it would,” said the Cat, 
and vanished again. 

Alice waited a little, half expecting 
to see it again, but it did not appear, 
and after a minute or two she walked 
on in the direction in which the March 



44 This time it vanished quite slowly ” 




























♦ 




























































PIG AND PEPPER 


ft 

r 

Hare was said to live. " I've seen hat- 
ters before/' she said to herself; ‘"the 
''March Hare will be much the most in- 
teresting, and perhaps, as this is May, 
it won't be raving mad — at least not 
so mad as it was in March." As she 
said this she looked up, and there was 
the Cat again, sitting on a branch of 
a tree. 

"Did you sav pig, or fig?" said the 
Cat. 

"I said pig," said Alice; "and I 
wish you wouldn't keep appearing 
and vanishing so suddenly. You 
make one quite giddy." 

"All right," said the Cat; and this 
time it vanished quite slowly, begin- 
ning with the end of the tail and end- 
ing with the grin, which remained 
some time after the rest of it had 
gone. 

"Well, I've often seen a cat with- 
out a grin," thought Alice; "but a 
grin without a cat! It's the most 






ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

curious thing I ever saw in all my 
life.” 

She had not gone much farther be- 
fore she came in sight of the house of 
the March Hare. She thought it must] 
be the right house, because the chim-' ! , 
neys were shaped like ears and the 
roof was thatched with fur. It was 
so large a house that she did not like 
to go nearer till she had nibbled some 
more of the left-hand bit of mush- 
room and raised herself to about two 
feet high. Even then she walked up 
towards it rather timidly, saying to 
herself, “Suppose it should be raving 
mad, after all! I almost wish I had 


CHAPTER VII 

A MAD TEA-PARTY 

^ I f HERE was a table set out under 
a tree in front of the house, and 
the March Hare and the Hatter were 
having tea at it. A Dormouse was 
sitting between them, fast asleep, and 
the other two were resting their el- 
bows on it, and talking over its head. 
"Very comfortable for the Dormouse/' 
thought Alice; "only, as it's asleep, I 
suppose it doesn't mind." 

The table was a large one, but the 
three were all crowded together at one 
corner of it. "No room, no room!" they 
cried out when they saw Alice coming. 
"There's plenty of room!" said Alice, 
indignantly, and she sat down in a 
large arm-chair at one end of the table. 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

"Have some wine,” the March Hare 
said, in an encouraging tone. 

Alice looked all round the table, but 
there was nothing on it but tea. "I 
% don't see any wine,” she remarked. 

"There isn't any,” said the March 
Hare. 

"Then it wasn't very civil for you 
jj) to offer it,” said Alice, angrily. 

"It wasn't very civil of you to sit 
down without being invited,” said the 
March Hare. 

"I didn't know it was your table,” 
said Alice; "it's laid for a great many 
more than three.” 

"Your hair wants cutting,” said the 
Hatter. He had been looking at Alice 
for some time with great curiosity, and 
this was his first speech. 

"You shouldn't make personal re- 
marks,” said Alice, with some sever- 
ity; "it's very rude.” 

The Hatter opened his eyes very 



A MAD TEA-PARTY 

was, “ Why is a raven like a writing- 
desk?” 

"Come, we shall have some fun 
now!” thought Alice. "I'm glad 
they've begun asking riddles. I be- 
lieve I can guess that," she added, 
aloud. 

"Do you mean that you think you 
can find out the answer to it?" said 
the March Hare. 

"Exactly so," said Alice. 

"Then you should say what youH',^V;\W 
mean," the March Hare went on. 

"I do," Alice hastily replied; "at 
least — at least I mean what I say — 
that's the same thing, you know." 

"Not the same thing a bit!" said 
the Hatter. "You might just as well 
say that ' I see what I eat ' is the same 
thing as 'I eat what I see '!" 

"You might just as well say," 
added the March Hare, "that 'I like 
what I get ' is the same thing as ' I get 
what I like'!" 




ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

“You might just as well say/' add- VE5> 
ed the Dormouse, who seemed to be 
talking in his sleep, “that 'I breathe 
when I sleep' is the same as 'I sleep 
when I breathe'!" 

“It is the same thing with you," 
said the Hatter, and here the conver- 
sation dropped, and the party sat silent 
for a minute, while Alice thought over 
all she could remember about ravens 
and writing-desks, which wasn't much. 

The Hatter was the first to break 
the silence. “What day of the month JJ, JA- 
^ps/is it?" he said, turning to Alice; he 
had taken his watch out of his pocket, 
and was looking at it uneasily, shak- , 
ing it every now and then, and holding 
/// it to his ear. (•/&/ 

jjja vV\\\WU 

Alice considered a little, and then 
said, “The fourth." 

“Two days wrong!" sighed the 
Hatter. “I told you butter wouldn't 
suit the works!" he added, looking 
angrily at the March Hare. 









A MAD TEA-PARTY 

"It was the best butter/' the March 
Hare meekly replied. 

"Yes, but some crumbs must have 
got in as well," the Hatter grumbled; 
"you shouldn't have put it in with 
the bread-knife." 

The March Hare took the watch 
and looked at it gloomily; then he 


dipped it into his cup of tea, and looked 


at it again ; but he could think of noth- 
ing better to say than his first remark, 

A "It was the best butter, you know." 

Alice had been looking over his ( 
shoulder with some curiosity. " What 
a funny watch!" she remarked. "It 
yj) tells the day of the month, and doesn't , 
tell what o'clock it is!" 

"Why should it?" muttered the 
Hatter. "Does your watch tell what' 
year it is?" 

"Of course not," Alice replied very 
readily; "but that's because it stays 
the same year for such a long time 
together.” U i 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

" Which is just the case with mine,” 
said the Hatter. 

Alice felt dreadfully puzzled. The, 
Hatter's remark seemed to have no 
meaning in it, and yet it was certainly 
English. "I don't quite understand," 
she said, as politely as she could. 

"The Dormouse is asleep again," 
said the Hatter, and he poured a little 
hot tea upon its nose. 

The Dormouse shook its head im- 
patiently, and said, without opening 
2^/:* its eyes, "Of course, of course; just 
what I was going to remark my- 


"Have you guessed the riddle yet?" 
the Hatter said, turning to Alice^ 
again. 

"No, I give it up," Alice replied. 
"What's the answer?" 

"I haven't the slightest idea," said 
the Hatter. 

"Nor I," said the March Hare. 

Alice sighed wearily. " I think 


He dipped it into his cop of tea and looked at it again 




L.ofC 





A MAD TEA-PARTY 

you might do something better with 
the time/' she said, “than waste it 
asking riddles with no answers." 

“ If you knew Time as well as I do," 
said the Hatter, "you wouldn't talk 
about wasting it. It's him ." 

“I don't know what you mean," 
said Alice. 

“Of course you don't!" the Hatter 
said, tossing his head contemptuous- 
ly. “I dare say you never even spoke 
to Time!" 

“Perhaps not," Alice cautiously 
replied ; “ but I know I have to beat 
time when I learn music." 

“Ah! that accounts for it," said 
the Hatter. “ He won't stand beating. 
Now, if you only kept on good terms 
with him, he'd do almost anything 
you liked with the clock. For in- 
stance, suppose it were nine o'clock 
in the morning, just time to begin 
lessons; you'd only have to whisper 
a hint to Time, and round goes the 





ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

clock in a twinkling. Half-past one, 
time for dinner!” 

("I only wish it was,” the March 
Hare said to itself in a whisper.) 

“That would be grand, certainly,” 
said Alice, thoughtfully; “but then 
— I shouldn't be hungry for it, you 
know.” 

“Not at first, perhaps,” said the 
Hatter ; “ but you could keep it to half- 
past one as long as you liked.” 

“Is that the way you manage?” 
Alice asked. 

The Hatter shook his head mourn- 
fully. “Not I,” he replied. “We 
quarrelled last March — just before he 
went mad, you know — ” (pointing 
with his teaspoon at the March Hare) 
— “it was at the great concert given by 
the Queen of Hearts, and I had to sing 

' T winkle, twinkle, little bat ! 

How I wonder what you’re at !’ 

You know the song, perhaps?” 

IOO 


A MAD TEA-PARTY 

“I've heard something like it,” said 
Alice. 

“It goes on, you know/' the Hatter 
continued, “ in this way : 

‘Up above the world you fly, 
Like a tea-tray in the sky. 

T winkle, twinkle — ' ” 

Here the Dormouse shook itself, and 
began singing in its sleep, “Twinkle, 
twinkle, twinkle, twinkle — ■” and went 
on so long that they had to pinch it 
to make it stop. 

“Well, I'd hardly finished the first 
verse,” said the Hatter, “when the 
Queen jumped up and bawled out, 
'He's murdering the time! Off with 
his head!' '' 

“How dreadfully savage!'' ex- 
claimed Alice. 

“And ever since that,” the Hatter 
went on, in a mournful tone, “ he 
won't do a thing I ask! It's always 
six o'clock now.” 








>L 


/ / 


A bright idea came into Alice's 
head. "Is that the reason so many 
tea-things are put out here?" she asked. 

"Yes, that's it," said the Hatter, 
with a sigh. "It's always tea-time, 
,nd we've no time to wash the things 
•etween whiles." 

"Then you keep moving round, I 
suppose?" said Alice. 

"Exactly so," said the Hatter; "as 
the things get used up." 

"But what happens when you come 
Alice vent- 


;\ 7 % 


/£pAto the beginning again? 
ured to ask. 

"Suppose we change the subject," 
the March Hare interrupted, yawning. 
"I'm getting tired of this. I vote the 
oung lady tells us a story." 

"I'm afraid I don't know one," said 
Alice, rather alarmed at the proposal. 

Then the Dormouse shall!" they 
both cried. "Wake up. Dormouse!" 

‘ nd they pinched it on both sides at 

I r f v 

l l /rJ r XT ^ vvVvV.I \ 






A-PARTY 

The Dormouse slowly opened his 
"I wasn't asleep/' he said, in 
hoarse, feeble voice. " I heard every 
you fellows were saying." 

"Tell us a story!" said the March 

"Yes, please do!" pleaded Alice. 
"And be quick about it," added the 
, "or you'll be asleep again be- 
it's done." 

"Once upon a time there were three 
sisters," the Dormouse began, in 
great hurry; "and their names were 
Lacie, and Tillie; and they lived 
t the bottom of a well — " 

"What did they live on?" said Alice, 
who always took a great interest in 
^questions of eating and drinking. 

C'J, "They lived on treacle," said the 
Dormouse, after thinking; a minute or 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


"So they were,” said the Dormouse; 
“very ill.” 

Alice tried to fancy to herself what 
such an extraordinary way of living 
would be like, but it puzzled her too 
much, so she went on: "But why did 
they live at the bottom of a well?” 

"Take some more tea,” the March 
Hare said to Alice, very earnestly. 

"I've had nothing yet,” Alice re- 
plied, in an offended tone, " so I can't 
take more.” 

"You mean you can't take less,” 
said the Hatter. "It's very easy to 
take more than nothing.” 

"Nobody asked your opinion,” said 
Alice. 

"Who's making personal remarks 
now?” the Hatter asked, trium- 
phantly. 

Alice did not quite know what to 
say to this ; so she helped herself to 
some tea and bread and butter, and 
then turned to the Dormouse and re- 








peated her question. "Why did they 
live at the bottom of a well?” 


j 

' J mm i A 


The Dormouse again took a min- 
ute or two to think about it, and then 
said, "It was a treacle-well.” 

"There's no such thing!” Alice 
was beginning very angrily, but the 
Hatter and the March Hare went "Sh! 
sh!” and the Dormouse sulkily re- 
marked, "If you can't be civil, you'd 
better finish the story for yourself.” 

"No, please go on!” Alice said. "I 
Avon't interrupt again. I dare say 
there may be one” 

"One, indeed!” said the Dormouse, 

■ 

indignantly. However, he consented 
to go on. "And so these three little 
• ' J)sisters — they were learning to draw, 
L CN^you know — ” 

"What did they draw?” said Alice, 
quite forgetting her promise. 

"Treacle,” said the Dormouse, with- 
out considering at all this time. 

"I want a clean cup,” interrupted 
105 


mmi n 


j JWj&vk, 
VW3 



m 






\ tjygjg? 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 
the Hatter; "let's all move one place 


. / xJ-. : p,.o n } He moved on as he spoke, and the £ d 
Dormouse followed him; the March 

(. ^ * v^Y. /Hare moved into the Dormouse's 

place, and Alice rather unwillingly 
took the place of the March Hare. The §U 
'Hatter w^as the only one who got any % ! ~ 
advantage from the change ; and 
■jisi Alice was a good deal worse off, as 
' the March Hare had just upset the 
milk-jug into his plate. 

Alice did not wish to offend the 

; 0 r o s 

Dormouse again, so she began very 
r ,r &Sy- cautiously: "But I don't understand. 

Where did they draw the treacle 

SiSiW romr 

' "You can draw water out of a water- 
well," said the Hatter; "so I should 
/ think you could draw treacle out of a 

(if dk °^ reacle - wel1 — stupid ?" 

"But they were in the well," Alice 
said to the Dormouse, not choosing 
to notice this last remark. 


VN 

/RI&HT 





A MAD TEA-PARTY 

“Of course they were,” said the 
Dormouse; " — well in.” 

This answer so confused poor Alice 
that she let the Dormouse go on for f 
some time without interrupting it. 

"They were learning to draw,” the 
Dormouse went on, yawning and rub- 
bing its eyes, for it was getting very 
sleepy; "and they drew all manner 
of things — everything that begins 
with an M — ” 

"Why with an M?” said Alice. 

"Why not?” said the March Iiare. 

Alice was silent. 

The Dormouse had closed its eyes 
by this time, and was going off into a 
doze; but, on being pinched by the 
Hatter, it woke up again with a little 
shriek, and went on: " — that begins 
with an M, such as mouse-traps and 
the moon and memory and muchness 
— you know you say things are ' much 
of a muchness ' — did you ever see such 


0 






0 



£ 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

"Really, now you ask me,” said 
Alice, very much confused, "I don't 
think — " 

"Then you shouldn't talk," said 
the Hatter. 

This piece of rudeness was more than 
Alice could bear; she got up in great 
disgust, and walked off; the Dor- 
mouse fell asleep instantly, and nei- 
ther of the others took the least notice 
of her going, though she looked back 
once or twice, half hoping that they 
would call after her; the last time she 
i saw them, they were trying to put 

the Dormouse into the teapot. 

"At any rate I'll never go there 
again!" said Alice, as she picked her - 
way through the wood. "It's the fa 
stupidest tea-party I ever was at in all 
my life!" 

JuvSt as she said this she noticed 
jthat one of the trees had a door lead- 
ing right into it. "That's very curi- 
ous!" she thought. "But everything's 




w W ^ 


•V\ 

IV 




m (ft 




W09 , 
Ml 



A MAD TEA-PARTY 

curious to-day. I think I may as well 
go in at once.” And in she went. 

Once more she found herself in the (•/ : 

long hall, and close to the little glass 
table. “Now, 111 manage better this 
time,” she said to herself, and began 
by taking the little golden key, and 
unlocking the door that led into the 
garden. Then she set to work nib- 
bling at the mushroom (she had kept 
a piece of it in her pocket) till she was 
about a foot high; then she walked 
down the little passage; and then — 
she found herself at last in the beau- 
tiful garden, among the bright flower- 
beds and the cool fountains. 




CHAPTER VIII 

THE QUEEN'S CROQUET GROUND 

A LARGE rose-tree stood near the 
entrance of the garden; the roses 
growing on it were white, but there 
were three gardeners at it, busily 
painting them red. Alice thought 
this a very curious thing, and she 

went nearer to watch them, and just 

V 

// as she came up to them she heard 
■>/' one of them say, " Look out now,v 
Five! Don’t go splashing paint over 
me like that!” 

"I couldn’t help it,” said Five, in 
a sulky tone. "Seven jogged my el- 
~^bow.” ( 

On which Seven looked up and said, 
"That’s right, Five! Always lay the 
blame on others ! ’ ’ 


AOftCRT MURRAY WllltHT 









u * Don't go splashing paint over me * ” 




THE QUEEN'S CROQUET GROUND 

" You’d better not talk!” said Five. 

“I heard the Queen say only yester- 
day you deserved to be beheaded!” 

"What for?” said the one who had 
first spoken. 

"That’s none of your business,/ 
Two!” said Seven. 

"Yes, it is his business!” said Five A 
"And I’ll tell him — it was for bring- 
ing the cook tulip-roots instead of 
onions.” 

Seven flung down his brush andi 
had just begun, "Well, of all the un- 
just things — ” when his eye chanced 
to fall upon Alice as she stood watch- 
ing them, and he checked himself sud- 
denly. The others looked round also/^ 
and all of them bowed low. 

"Would you tell me,” said Alice, a 
little timidly, "why you are painting 
those roses?” 

Five and Seven said nothing, but- 
looked at Two. Two began in a low 
voice, "Why, the fact is, you see, 

Ill 





ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

Miss, this here ought to have been 
a red-rose tree, and we put in a white 

I one by mistake; if the Queen was to 
find it out, she would have our heads 
cut off, you know. So you see, Miss, 
we're doing our best, afore she comes, 
to — ” At this moment, Five, who had 
been anxiously looking across the 
garden, called out, “The Queen! The 
Queen!" and the three gardeners in- 


stantly threw themselves flat upon 
their faces. There was a sound of 
many footsteps, and Alice looked 
round, eager to see the Queen. 

First came ten soldiers carrying 
clubs; these were all shaped like the 
three gardeners, oblong and flat, with 
their hands and feet at the corners. 
Next the ten courtiers; these were or- 
namented all over with diamonds, and 
walked two and two, as the soldiers 
did. After these came the royal chil-‘ 
dren; there were ten of them, and the 
little dears came jumping merrily 


* 9 9 » 





THE QUEEN’S CROQUET GROUND 

along hand in hand, in couples. They 

arts. 

ings 


were all ornamented with hearts. 
Next came the guests, mostly Kings 
and Queens, and among them Alice 
recognized the White Rabbit. It was 


r/ f /oh\\ 


Ml/, 


talking in a hurried, nervous man- 
ner, smiling at everything that was 



said, and went by without noticing 
her. Then followed the Knave of 
Hearts, carrying the King's crown 
on a crimson velvet cushion ; and 


\\ 


— ~ ~ 

last of all this grand procession came 

THE KING AND QUEEN OF HEARTS. 


Alice was rather doubtful whether 
she ought not to lie down on her face 
like the three gardeners, but she could 




not remember ever having heard of 


such a rule at processions; “and be- 
W sides, what would be the use of a pro- 
cession," thought she, “if people had 
all to lie down upon their faces, so 
that they couldn't see it?" So she 
stood still where she was, and waited. 
H 113 



ALICE IN "WONDERLAND 




When the procession came opposite 
to Alice they all stopped and looked 
at her, and the Queen said, severely, vy? .. 

"Who is this?” She said it to the^ ,4 , h 

Knave of Hearts, who only bowed^^^/$^ ? 
and smiled in reply. 

"Idiot!” said the Queen, tossing her^i 
head impatiently; and, turning t(%o 
Alice, she went on, "What is your 
name, child?” 

"My name is Alice, so please your 
Majesty,” said Alice, very politely ; : 0£oo Oo i^M)) j) 
but she added, to herself, " Why, . y 

they're only a pack of cards, after all. 

I needn't be afraid of them!” 

"And who are these?” said the • 

Queen, pointing to the three garden- 


ers who were lying round the rose- 
tree; for, you see, as they were lying 
on their faces, and the pattern on 
their backs was the same as the rest 
of the pack, she could not tell wheth- 
er they were gardeners or soldiers or 
courtiers or three of her own children. 
. 114 ^ 


1 \ 
I \ 



THE QUEEN'S CROQUET GROUND 

“How should I know?” said Alice, 
surprised at her own courage. “ItV 
no business of mine.” 

O) The Queen turned crimson with 
fury, and, after glaring at her for a 
moment like a wild beast, screamed, 
“Off with her head! Off — ” 

“Nonsense!” said Alice, very loudly 
and decidedly, and the Queen was 
silent. 

The King laid his hand upon her 
arm and timidly said, “Consider, my 
dear; she is only a child!” 

The Queen turned angrily away 
from him, and said to the Knave, 
“Turn them over!” 

The Knave did so, very carefully, 
with one foot. 

“Get up!” said the Queen, in a 
shrill, loud voice, and the three gar- 
deners instantly jumped up and be- 
gan bowing to the King, the Queen, 
the royal children, and everybody 
else. 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

"Leave off that!” screamed the 
Queen. "You make me giddy.” And 
then, turning to the rose-tree, she went 
on, " What have you been doing here?” 

"May it please your Majesty,” 
said Two, in a very humble tone, go- 
ing down on one knee as he spoke, 
"we were trying — ” 

"I see!” said the Queen, who had 
meanwhile been examining the roses. 
"Off with their heads!” and the pro- 
cession moved on, three of the soldiers 
remaining behind to execute the un- 
fortunate gardeners, who ran to Alice 
for protection. 

"You sha'n't be beheaded!” said 
Alice, and she put them into a large 
flower-pot that stood near. The 
three soldiers wandered about for a 
minute or two, looking for them, and 
then quietly marched off after the 
others. 

"Are their heads off?” shouted the 
Queen. 



“ 4 Off with her head!'” 























f 

























• ' « 


r 














THE QUEEN'S CROQUET GROUND 

"Their heads are gone, if it please 
\ 7 our Majesty!" the soldiers shouted 
in reply. 

"That's right!" shouted the Queen. 
"Can you play croquet?" 

The soldiers were silent, and looked 
at Alice, as the question was evidently 
meant for her. 

"Yes!" shouted Alice. 

"Come on, then!" roared the Queen, 
and Alice joined the procession, won- 
dering very much what would happen 
next. 

"It's — it's a very fine day!" said a 
timid voice at her side. She was 
walking by the White Rabbit, who, 
was peeping anxiously into her face. 

"Very," said Alice. "Where's the 
Duchess?" 

"Hush! Hush!" said the Rabbit, 
in a low, hurried tone. He looked 
anxiously over his shoulder as he 
spoke, and then raised himself upon 
tiptoe, put his mouth close to her ear, 
, . -. 117 . _ 





ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

r. rV i\ 

and whispered : 

S tence of execution. 

"What for?” sai 
"Did you say, "What a pity!'?” 
the Rabbit asked. 

""No, I didn't,” said Alice. ""I 
don't think it's at all a pity. I said 
f ‘What for?’” 

"'She boxed the Queen's ears — ”< 

\ the Rabbit began. Alice gave a little 
scream of laughter. ""Oh, hush!” 
the Rabbit whispered, in a frightened 
tone. ""The Queen will hear you! 

You see she came rather late, and the 
Queen said — ” 

""Get to your places!” shouted the 
Queen in a voice of thunder, and peo- 
pie began running about in all direc<T 
tions, tumbling up against each other ; 
however, they got settled down in a 
V^ v minute or two, and the game began. A 4 
Alice thought she had never seen 
such a curious croquet ground in all 

NMi .. IT.. -X . .. .11 -1 1 r Iktfs 


She's under sen- 





down, but generally, just as she had 
got its neck nicety straightened out, 
and was going to give the hedge-hog 
a blow with its head, it would twist 
itself round and look up in her face, 
with such a puzzled expression that 
she could not help bursting out laugh- 
ing; and when she had got its head 
down, and was going to begin again, 
it was very provoking to find that the 
hedge-hog had unrolled itself, and 
was in the act of crawling away; be- 
sides all this, there was generally a 
ridge or a furrow in the way wherever 
XI 9 ..« • .V — v •• 


THE QUEEN'S CROQUET GROUND 

the balls were live hedge-hogs, the 
mallets live flamingoes, and the sol- 
diers had to double themselves up and 
to stand upon their hands and feet, to 
make the arches. 

The chief difficulty Alice found at 
first was in managing her flamingo; 
she succeeded in getting its body 
tucked away, comfortably enough, 
under her arm, with its legs hanging 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

she wanted to send the hedge-hog to, 
and, as the doubled-up soldiers were 
always getting up and walking off 
to other parts of the ground, Alice 
to the conclusion that it 


soon came 
was a very difficult game indeed. 

The players all played at once with- 
out waiting for turns, quarrelling all 
the while, and fighting for the hedge- 
hogs; and in a very short time the 
Queen was in a furious passion, and 
went stamping about, and shouting, 
“Off with his head!” or “Off with her 
head!” about once in a minute. 

Alice began to feel very uneasy; to 
be sure she had not as yet had any 
dispute with the Queen, but she knew 
that it might happen any minute, 
“and then,” thought she, “what 
would become of me? Thev’re dread- 
fully fond of beheading people here; 
the great wonder is that there's any 
one left alive!” 

She was looking about for some 
120 

































' 












^ THE QUEEN'S CROQUET GROUND 

way of escape, and wondering whether 
she could get away without being 
seen, when she noticed a curious ap- 
pearance in the air. It puzzled her 
very much at first, but, after watch- 
ing it a minute or two, she made it 
out to be a grin, and she said to her- 
self, "It's the Cheshire Cat. Now 1 
shall have somebody to talk to.” 

\ "How are you getting on?” said 
the Cat, as soon as there was mouth 
enough for it to speak with. 

Alice waited till the eyes appeared, I 
and then nodded. " It's no use speak- 
ing to it,” she thought, "till its ears 

J have come, or at least one of them.” 

In another minute the whole head ap- 
peared, and then Alice put down her k 
flamingo and began an account of the 

P game, feeling very glad she had some 
one to listen to her. The Cat seemed 
to think that there was enough of it 
no more of it ap- 


now in 
peared. 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

s (8 / "I don’t think they play at all fair- 
ly/' Alice began, in rather a com- 
plaining tone, " and they all quarrel i 
so dreadfully one can't hear one's self 
speak; and they don't seem to have 
any rules in particular — at least, if 
there are, nobody attends to them; 
and you've no idea how confusing it 
is, all the things being alive; for in- 
stance, there's the arch I've got to go 
through next walking about at the 
other end of the ground; and I should 
have croqueted the Queen's hedge-hog 
just now, only it ran away when it 
saw mine coming!" 

"How do you like the Queen?" said 
the Cat, in a low voice. 

“Not at all," said Alice. "She's 
so extremely — " Just then she no- 
ticed that the Queen was close behind 
her, listening. So she went on, 

" — likely to win, that it's hardly 
worth while finishing the game." 

The Queen smiled and passed on. 

























































































































THE QUEEN'S CROQUET GROUND 

"Who are you talking to?” said the 
King, coming up to Alice and looking 
at the Cat's head with great curiosity. 

"It's a friend of mine — a Cheshire 
Cat,” said Alice. "Allow me to in- 
troduce it.” 

"I don't like the look of it at all,” 
said the King. " However, it may 
kiss my hand if it likes.” 

"I'd rather not,” the Cat remarked. 

| "Don't be impertinent,” said the 
King, " and don't look at me like 
that!” He got behind Alice as he 
spoke. 

"A cat may look at a king,” said 
Alice. "I've read that in some book, 

j 

but I don't remember where.” 

"Well, it must be removed,” said 
the King, very decidedly, and he call- 
ed to the Queen, who was passing at 
the moment, "My dear! I wish you 
would have this cat removed!” 

The Queen had only one way of set- 
tling all difficulties, great or small. 






^xu) 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

“Off with his head!” she said, with- 
out even looking round. 

'Til fetch the executioner myself,” 
said the King, eagerly, and he hur- 
ried off. 

Alice thought she might as well go 
back and see how the game was go- 
ing on, as she heard the Queen's voice 
in the distance, screaming with pas- 
sion. She had already heard her sen- 
tence three of the players to be exe- 
cuted for having missed their turns, 
and she did not like the looks of things 
at all, as the game was in such con- 
fusion that she never knew whether it 
was her turn or not. So she went in 
search of her hedge-hog. 

The hedge -hog was engaged in a 
fight with another hedge -hog, which 
seemed to Alice an excellent opportu- 
nity for croqueting one of them with 
the other. The only difficulty was 
that her flamingo was gone across to 
the other side of the garden, where 

















































































































































































, V 




THE QUEEN'S CROQUET GROUND 

Alice could see it trying in a helpless 
sort of way to fly up into one of the 
trees. 

By the time she had caught the 
flamingo and brought it back, the 
fight was over, and both the hedge- 
hogs were out of sight. “ But it 
doesn't matter much," thought Alice, 
“ as all the arches are gone from this 
side of the ground." So she tucked 
it under her arm, that it might not 
escape again, and went back for a 
little more conversation with her friend. 

When she got back to the Cheshire 
Cat she was surprised to find quite a 
large crowd collected round it. There 
was a dispute going on between the 
executioner, the King, and the Queen, 
who were all talking at once, while 
all the rest were quite silent, and look- 
ed very uncomfortable. 

The moment Alice appeared, she 
was appealed to by all three to settle 
the question, and they repeated their 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

r J\ j ■.; 

arguments to her, though, as they all 
spoke at once, she found it very hard 
indeed to make out exactly what the3~ 
said. 

The executioner s argument was 
that you couldn't cut off a head unless 


fry I I « 

there was a body to cut it off from; 
that he had never had to do such a 
thing before, and he wasn't going to 
begin at his time of life. 

The King's argument was that 
anything that had a head could be 
beheaded, and that you weren't to 
talk nonsense. 

The Queen's argument was that if 
something wasn't done about it in less 
VjA than no time, she'd have everybody 
executed, all round. (It was this last 
) remark that made the whole party 
look so grave and anxious.) 

Alice could think of nothing else to 
say but, "It belongs to the Duchess; 
you'd better ask her about it." 

"She's in prison," the Queen said 
** ^ 


ftoeCRT Mi'KflAV w A s 6HT 





THE QUEEN'S CROQUET GROUND 

to the executioner; "fetch her here.” 
And the executioner went off like an 
arrow. 

The Caffs head began fading away 
the moment he was gone, and, by the 
time he had come back with the Duch- 
ess, it had entirely disappeared; so 
the King and the executioner ran 
wildly up and down looking for it, 
while the rest of the party went back 
to the game. 


\ *c.v a «• 






CHAPTER IX 

THE MOCK- TURTLE'S STORY 

"‘VfOU can't think how glad I am 

A to see you again, you dear old 
thing!" said the Duchess, as she tucked 
her arm affectionately into Alice's, and 
they walked off together. 

Alice was very glad to find her in 
such a pleasant temper, and thought 
to herself that perhaps it was only the 
pepper that had made her so savage 
when they met in the kitchen. 

"When I’m a Duchess," she said 
to herself (not in a very hopeful tone, 
though), "I won't have any pepper 
in my kitchen at all. Soup does very 
well without. Maybe it's always 
pepper that makes people hot-tem- 
pered," she went on, very much pleased 
128 






: c 


THE 


STORY 


MOCK-TURTLE 

at having found out a new kind of 
rule, “and vinegar that makes them 
sour — and camomile that makes them 
• bitter — and — and barley-sugar and 
such things that make children sweet- 
tempered. I only wish people knew 
that: then they wouldn't be so stingy 
about it, you know — " 

She had quite forgotten the Duchess 
by this time, and was a little startled 
when she heard her voice close to her 
ear. “You're thinking about some- 
thing, my dear, and that makes you 
forget to talk. I can't tell you just 
now what the moral of that is, but I 
shall remember it in a bit." 

“Perhaps it hasn't one," Alice 
ventured to remark. 

“Tut, tut, child!" said the Duchess. 
“ Everything's got a moral, if only you 
can find it." And she squeezed herself 
up closer to Alice's side as she spoke. 

Alice did not much like her keeping 
so close to her ; first, because the Duch- 


p 






ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


ess was very ugly; and, secondly, be- 
cause she was exactly the right height 
to rest her chin upon Alice's shoulder, 
and it was an uncomfortably shariJ 
chip. However, she did not like to 
be rude, so she bore it as well as she 
could. " The game seems to be going 
on rather better now," she said. 

"'Tis so," said the Duchess; "and 
the moral of it is — "Oh, 'tis love, 'tis 
love, that makes the world go round!' " 

"Somebody said," whispered Alice, 
"that it's done by everybody minding 
their own business!" 

"Ah, well! It means much the 
same thing," said the Duchess, dig- 
ging her sharp little chin into Alice's 
shoulder as she added, "and the 
moral of that is — 'Take care of the 
sense, and the sounds will take care 
of themselves.'" 

"How fond she is of finding morals 
in things!" Alice thought to herself. 

"I dare say you're wondering why 


THE MOCK-TURTLE'S STORY 

I don't put my arm round your waist/' 
the Duchess said, after a pause. "The 
reason is that I'm doubtful about the 
temper of your flamingo. Shall I try 
the experiment?" 

"He might bite," Alice cautiously 
replied, not feeling at all anxious to 
have the experiment tried. 

"Very true," said the Duchess. 
"Flamingoes and mustard both bite. 
And the moral of that is — 'Birds of 
a feather flock together. ' " 

"Only mustard isn't a bird," Alice 
remarked. 

"Right, as usual," said the Duch- 
ess. " What a clear way you have of 
- putting things ! " 

"It's a mineral, I think ," said Alice. 

"Of course it is," said the Duchess, 
who seemed ready to agree to every- 
thing that Alice said. "There's a 
large mustard mine near here. And 
the moral of that is — 'The more there 
is of mine, the less there is of yours.' " 

— « ..h-v „ .. . v 


& 




"Oh, I know!” exclaimed Alice, who 
had not attended to the last remark. 
" It's a vegetable. It doesn't look like 
one, but it is.” 

"I quite agree with you,” said the 
Duchess; "and the moral of that is — 
'Be what you would seem to be'; or, 
if you'd like it put more simply — 
' Never imagine yourself not to be 




otherwise than what it might appear 


j ~~ * —nr 

to others that what you were or might 


have been was not otherwise than 
what you had been would have ap- 
peared to them to be otherwise."' 

"I think I should understand that 
better,” Alice said, very politely, "if 
I had it written down; but I'm afraid 
I can't quite follow it as you say 

w it/ 

“That’s nothing to what I could 
say if I chose,” the Duchess replied, 
in a pleased tone. 






v /a: 


1 









'Oh, don't talk about trouble!" said 


& 


the Duchess. 

of everything I've said as yet." 

"A cheap sort of present!" thought 
Alice. “I’m glad they don't give 
birthday presents like that!" But 
she did not venture to say it out loud. 

"Thinking again?" the Duchess 
asked, with another dig of her sharp 
little chin. 

"I've a right to think," said Alice, 
sharply, for she was beginning to feel 
a little worried. 

"Just about as much right," said 
the Duchess, " as pigs have to fly ; and 
the mor — " 

But here, to Alice's great surprise, 
the Duchess's voice died away, even 
in the middle of her favorite word 
"moral," and the arm that was linked 
into hers began to tremble. Alice look- 
ed up, and there stood the Queen in 
front of them, with her arms folded, 
frowning like a thunderstorm. 

_ : 




a 


M- 






ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

"A fine day, your Majesty !" the 
Duchess began, in a low, weak voice. 

"Now, I give you fair warning/' 
shouted the Queen, stamping on the 
ground as she spoke, "either you 
or your head must be off, and that 
in about half no time! Take your i 
choice!" 

The Duchess took her choice, and 
was gone in a moment. 

"Let's go on with the game," the 
Queen said to Alice; and Alice was 
too much frightened to say a word, 
but slowly followed her back to the 
croquet ground. 

The other guests had taken ad- 
vantage of the Queen's absence and 
were resting in the shade. However,^ 
the moment they saw her they hur- ( 


ried back to the game, the Queen 
merely remarking that a moment's 
delay would cost them their lives. 


All the time they were playing the 
Queen never left off quarrelling with 


r*\. 


THE MOCK-TURTLE’S STORY 


\ ^JKvoN the other players, and shouting, "Off 
with his head!" or, " Off with her head!" 
Those whom she sentenced were taken 
yY' into custody by the soldiers, who of 
course had to leave off being arches to 
do this, so that by the end of half an 
hour or so there were no arches left, 
and all the players, except the King, 
the Queen, and Alice, were in custody 
and under sentence of execution. 

Then the Queen left off, quite out of 
breath, and said to Alice, "Have you 
seen the Mock-Turtle yet?" 

"No," said Alice. "I don't even 
know what a mock-turtle is." 

"It's the thing mock-turtle soup is 
made from," said the Queen. 

"I never saw one, or heard of one," 
said Alice. 

"Come on, then," said the Queen, 
"and he shall tell you his history." 

As they walked off together, Alice 
heard the King say, in a low voice, to 
the company generally, “You are all 
135 

tr? /({ 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

pardoned.” "Come, that's a good 
thing!” she said to herself, for she 
had felt quite unhappy at the number 
of executions the Queen had ordered. 

They very soon came upon a Gryph- 
on, lying fast asleep in the sun. (If 
you don't know what a Gryphon is,| 
look at the picture. ) "Up, lazy thing ! ' 1 
said the Queen, "and take this young 
lady to see the Mock-Turtle, and to 
I must go back and 


hear his history, 
see after some executions I have or- 
dered,” and she walked off, leaving 
Alice alone with the Gryphon. Alice ^/VvY. 
did not quite like the look of the creat- 
ure, but on the whole she thought it 
would be quite as safe to stay with it 
as to go after that savage Queen; so 
she waited. 

The Gryphon sat up and rubbed its 
eyes; then it watched the Queen till 
she was out of sight ; then it chuckled. 

"What fun!” said the Gryphon, half 
to itself, half to Alice. 



THE MOCK-TURTLE’S STORY 

^ MM 

“ What is the fun?” said Alice. 

\ j “ Why, she,” said the Gryphon. “ It's 
all her fancy, that; they never exe- 
cutes nobody, you know. Come on!” 

“Everybody says 'Come on!' here,” 
thought Alice, as she went slowly 
after it. “I never was so ordered 
about in all my life, never!” 

They had not gone far before they 
saw the Mock-Turtle in the distance, 
sitting sad and lonely on a little ledge 
of rock, and, as they came nearer, 

Alice could hear him sighing as if his 
heart would break. She pitied him 
deeply. “W T hat is his sorrow?” she 
asked the Gryphon, and the Gryphon (■ 
answered, very nearly in the same 
words as before, “It's all his fancy, 
that: he hasn't got no sorrow, you 
know. Come on!” 

So they went up to the Mock-Turtle, 
who looked at them with large eyes 
full of tears, but said nothing. 

“This here young lady,” said the 







for some minutes. Alice thought to 
herself, "I don't see how he can ever 
finish if he doesn't begin." But she 
waited patiently. 

" Once," said the Mock-Turtle, at last, 
with a deep sigh, " I was a real Turtle." 

These words were followed by a 
very long silence, broken only by an 
occasional exclamation of "Hjckrrh!" 
from the Gryphon, and the constant 
heavy sobbing of the Mock -Turtle. 
Alice was very near getting up and 
saying, "Thank you, sir, for your 
interesting story," but she could not 
help thinking there must be more to 
come, so she sat still and said nothing. 

"When we were little," the Mock- 

KA b 




V / 



THE MOCK-TURTLE'S STORY 

; ' 

Turtle went on at last, more calmly, 
though still sobbing a little now and 

S then, “we went to school in the sea. 
The master was an old Turtle — we 
used to call him Tortoise — " 

“Why did you call him Tortoise, if 
he wasn't one?" Alice asked. 

“We called him Tortoise because 
he taught us," said the Mock-Turtle, 
angrily; “really, you are very dull!" 

“You ought to be ashamed of your- 
self for asking such a simple question!" 
added the Gryphon; and then they 
both sat silent and looked at poor 
Alice, who felt ready to sink into the 
earth. At last the Gryphon said to the 
Mock -Turtle, “Drive on, old fellow! 
Don't be all day about it!" and he 
went on in these words : 

“Yes, we went to school in the sea, 
though you mayn't believe it — " 

“I never said I didn't!" interrupted 
Alice. 

“You did," said the Mock-Turtle. 


£ 7 ! 



m 


mm 





It* 




ii§ 

Wrm§i 

war 




wmy 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

"Hold your tongue !" added the 
Gryphon, before Alice could speak 

o>i.. n/r m x 


again. The Mock-Turtle went on: 

"We had the best of educations — 
in fact, we went to school every day — " 

“I’ve been to a day-school, too,” 
said Alice; "you needn't be so proud 
as all that." 

"With extras?" asked the Mock- 
Turtle, a little anxiously. 

"Yes," said Alice, "we learned 
French and music." 

"And washing?" said the Mock- 
Turtle. 

"Certainly not!" said Alice, indig- 
nantly. 

"Ah! then yours wasn't a really 
good school," said the Mock-Turtle, 
in a tone of great relief. "Now at 
ours they had at the end of the bill, 
'French, music, and washing — extra.'" 

"You couldn't have wanted it 
much," said Alice; "living at the 
bottom of the sea." 




-ip 

THE MOCK-TURTLES STORY 

vA 

"I couldn't afford to learn it," said 
the Mock-Turtle with a sigh. " I only 
took the regular course." 

, "What was that?" inquired Alice. 

"Reeling and Writhing, of course, 
r^to begin with," the Mock-Turtle re- 
plied; "and then the different branch- r : 

es of Arithmetic — Ambition, Distrac- 
tion, Uglification, and Derision." 

"I never heard of 'Uglification,'" 

Alice ventured to say. "What is 
it?" 

The Gryphon lifted up both its paws 
in surprise. "What! Never heard of 
uglifying!" it exclaimed. "You know 
what to beautify is, I suppose?" 

"Yes," said Alice, doubtfully; "it v 

means — to — make — anything — pret- 
tier." 

"Well, then," the Gryphon went on, X ^ 
"if you don't know what to uglify is 
you must be a simpleton." 

Alice did not feel encouraged to ask 
any more questions about it, so she 


m 


■ 





th,B 


t 

ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

turned to the Mock-Turtle and said, / 
i "What else had you to learn?” 

'Well, there was Mystery/ mv, 

Mock-Turtle replied, counting off the 
subjects on his flappers — "Mystery, 
ancient and modern, with Seaogra- . % § /jj 

phy; then Drawling — the Drawling- y 

master was an old conger -eel, that 

k , . f , / , , 

used to come once a week; he taught 
us Drawling, Stretching, and Faint-? V , yM 
ing in Coils.” V'' 

" What was that like?” said Alice. ' ;v 

"Well, I can't show it you myself, ” //^\ \ 

, the Mock-Turtle said; "I'm too stiff. 

And the Gryphon never learned it.” ft/ A 

/&A\ “T-Turln^t limp n cairl +Vip f^r\rr*Virm 


^ "Hadn't time,” said the Gryphon. 

■ ^ " I went to the Classical master, though. 

He was an old crab, he was.” 

'I never went to him,” the Mock- ' . AJ I 
Turtle said, with a sigh. "He taught 
Laughing and Grief, they used to say.”(f 
‘So he did, so he did,” said the 
Gryphon, sighing in his turn ; and both 
creatures hid their faces in their paws. 

( dP i42 \L)\ 1 ’ 




142 

\ I 


i iJ ! ! ii't 4V VvS'S^' 


THE MOCK-TURTLE'S STORY 


"And how many hours a day did 
you do lessons?” said Alice, in a hur- 
ry to change the subject. 

"Ten hours the first day,” said the 
Mock-Turtle, "nine the next, and so 
on.” 

"What a curious plan!” exclaimed 
Alice. 

"That's the reason they're called 
lessons,” the Gryphon remarked; "be- 
cause they lessen from day to day.” 

This was quite a new idea to Alice, 
and she thought it over a little before 
she made her next remark. "Then 
the eleventh day must have been a 
holiday?” 

"Of course it was,” said the Mock- 
Turtle. 

"And how did you manage on the 
twelfth?” Alice went on, eagerty. 

"That's enough about lessons,” the 
Gryphon interrupted, in a very decided 
tone. "Tell her something about the 
games now.” 



143 



CHAPTER X 


THE LOBSTER QUADRILLE 


npHE Mock -Turtle sighed deeply 
and drew the back of one flapper 


across his eyes. He looked at Alice 
and tried to speak, but, for a minute 
or two, sobs choked his voice. " Same 
>as if he had a bone in his throat/' « 
said the Gryphon; and it set to work 
shaking him and punching him in 
|^M^)the back. At last the Mock-Turtle 
recovered his voice, and, with tears 
running down his cheeks, went on 
again: 

"You may not have lived much 
under the sea — " ("I haven't," said 
Alice), "and perhaps you were never 
^ even introduced to a lobster — " (Alice 
began to say "I once tasted — " but 



THE LOBSTER QUADRILLE 

checked herself hastily and said, "No, 
never") " — so you can have no idea 
what a delightful thing a Lobster 
Quadrille is!" \JJJi 

"No, indeed," said Alice. "What 
y! MV/ sort of a dance is it?" 

y "Why," said the Gryphon, "you 
first form into a line along the sea- 
shore — " 

"Two lines!" cried the Mock -Tur- 
tle. "Seals, turtles, and so on; then, 
when you've cleared the jelly-fish out 
of the way — " 

“That generally takes some time," 
interrupted the Gryphon. 

;) " — you advance twice — " 

r ) "Each with a lobster as a part- *i V i 
{ ' r 'ey ner," cried the Gryphon. 

"Of course," the Mock-Turtle said. 

;< “Advance twice, set to partners — " 

" — change lobsters and retire in 
same order," continued the Gryphon. 

\ \ "Then, you know," the Mock-Tur- 
tle went on, "you throw the — " 

\ /M K 145 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

The lobsters!" shouted the Gryph- 
with a bound in the air. 

— as far out to sea as you can — " 
Swim after them!" screamed the 


Gryphon. 

“Turn 


. Turn a somersault in the sea!" 

cried the Mock-Turtle, capering wild- 
ly about. 

) "Change lobsters again!" yelled 
the Gryphon. 

"Back to land again, and— that's 
all the first figure," said the Mock- : Cs£?o 
Turtle, suddenly dropping his voice; 
and the two creatures, who had been 
jumping about like mad things, sat' 
down again very sadly and quietly w‘ 
o° 0 c V- \ and looked at Alice. 

J/J ] ) "It must be a very pretty dance," V,W 
said Alice, timidly. 

"Would you like to see a little of 
it?" said the Mock-Turtle. 

V 1 "Very much indeed," said Alice. 

"Let's try the first figure!" said the 
Mock-Turtle to the Gryphon. "We 



WOBEf 


They began solemnly dancing round and round Alice 












• 'V: 


won 








C/ _J. L 

ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


:uaasg gOTt 

■■■" Him 


PF/^en fey fee ws <md feow ws, 
fe lobsters, out to sea !” 


But the snail replied/ 1 Too far, too far V* 


and gave a look askance — 

Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but 
he would not join the dance. 

Would not, could not, would not, could 


r */> 
r 




not, would not join the dance. 

Id not, could not, would not, could 


Would 

not, could not join the dance. 

“ What matters it how far we go ? 
scaly friend replied. 


V 

v 

his 






There is another shore, you know, upon 
the other side. 


rS\l 

/■ 

J 


j The farther off from England the nearer 
is to France — 

| Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but 
come and join the dance. 

Will you, wont you, will you, won’t you, 
will you join the dance ? 

Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t you, 
won’t you join the dance ?” 

"Thank you; it's a very interest- 
n g dance to watch/' said Alice, feel- 
ing very glad that it was over at last : 


f (c$l 3 

fj IVV 



1 fyv — y w)i 1 an( ^ I do so like that curious song IvlSczr^)' y i 
t whiting!" 

IN*LW/I/Jr t/lk /-is \\ vyVV* ^71 

J® 





rJ 

ft/py 


pm? 





■) 


Will you walk a little faster/ said a Whiting to a Snail 













THE LOBSTER QUADRILLE 

"Oh, as to the whiting,” said the 
Mock-Turtle, " they— you've seen them, 
of course?” . 

"Yes,” said Alice, "I've often seen 
them at dinn— ” she checked herself 
V '.'VA^Y hastily. 

" I don't know where Dinn may be,” 
said the Mock-Turtle, "but if you've 
seen them so often, of course you 
know what they're like.” 

" I believe so,” Alice replied thought- 
fully. "They have their tails in their 
mouths — and they're all over crumbs.” 

"You're wrong about the crumbs,” 
said the Mock-Turtle; "crumbs would 
all wash off in the sea. But they 
have their tails in their mouths; and 
the reason is—” here the Mock-Turtle 
yawned and shut his eyes. "Tell 
her about the reason and all that,” 
he said to the Gryphon. 

"The reason is,” said the Gryphon, 

" that they would go with the lobsters 
to the dance. So they got thrown 

mL&fi m imi WzM 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

MW to sea. So they had to fall a long 
way. So they got their tails fast in 
their mouths. So they couldn't get 
them out again. That's all." 

"Thank you/' said Alice; "it's 
very interesting. I never knew so 
much about a whiting before." 

I "I can tell you more than that, if 
you like/' said the Gryphon. "Do 
you know why it's called a whiting?" 

"I never thought about it," said 
Alice. "Why?" 

“It does the boots and shoes,” the 
Gryphon replied, very solemnly. 

Alice was thoroughly puzzled. " Does 
the boots and shoes?" she repeated, in 
a wondering tone. 

t "Why, what are your shoes done 
with?" said the Gryphon. "I mean, 
what makes them so shiny?" 

Alice looked down at them, and 
considered a little before she gave her 
answer. "They're done with black- 
ing, I believe.” M 

— s *50 . — v 



THE LOBSTER QUADRILLE 

" Boots and shoes under the sea,” 
the Gryphon went on, in a deep voice, 

" are done with whiting. Now you o 
know.” 1_ 

"And what are they made of?” 
Alice asked, in a tone of great curi- 
osity. 

"Soles and eels, of course,” the 
Gryphon replied, rather impatiently; 

" any shrimp could have told you that.” 

"If Td been the whiting,” said 
Alice, whose thoughts were still run- 
ning on the song, "Td have said to 
the porpoise, 'Keep back, please; we 
don't want you with us!' ” 

"They were obliged to have him 
with them,” the Mock -Turtle said; 
"no wise fish would go anywhere 
without a porpoise.” 

"Wouldn't it really?” said Alice, in 
a tone of great surprise. 

"Of course not,” said the Mock- 
Turtle; "why, if a fish came to me, 
and told me he was going a long jour- 
- . 151 






ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


ney, I should say, 'With what por- 
po.se?”' 

"Don't you mean 'purpose'?" said 
Alice. 

"I mean what I say," the Mock- 
Turtle replied, in an offended tone. 
And the Gryphon added, "Come, let's 
hear some of your adventures." 

"I could tell you my adventures — 
beginning from this morning," said 
Alice, a little timidly; "but it's no 
use going back to yesterday, because 
I was a different person then." 

"Explain all that," said the Mock- 
Turtle. 

"No, no! The adventures first," 
said the Gryphon, in an impatient 
tone. " Explanations take such a 
dreadful time." 

So Alice began telling them her ad- 
ventures from the time when she first 
saw the White Rabbit. She was a lit- 
tle nervous about it just at first, the 
two creatures got so close to her, one 


r > » 



“Alice began telling them her adventures” 





THE LOBSTER QUADRILLE 






on each side, and opened their eyes 
and mouths so very wide, but she gain- 
ed courage as she went on. Her lis- 
teners were perfectly quiet till she got 
to the part about her repeating “You 
are old , Father William,” to the Cat- 
erpillar, and the words all coming 
different, and then the Mock-Turtle 
drew a long breath and said, “ That's 
very curious." 

“It's about as curious as it can be," 


said the Gryphon. 

) “It all came different!" the Mock- 



Turtle repeated, thoughtfully. “I 
should like to hear her repeat some- 
thing now. Tell her to begin." He 
looked at the Gryphon as if he thought 
it had some kind of authority over 
Alice. 

“Stand up and repeat ‘’Tis the voice 
of the sluggard ,’ " said the Gryphon. 

“ How the creatures order one about 
and make one repeat lessons!" thought 
Alice. “I might as well be at school r\ aj 
153 




ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

at once/' However, she got up and 
began to repeat it, but her head was so 
^full of the Lobster Quadrille that she £ 
jhardly knew what she was saying, and 
the words came very queer indeed : 


’Tis the voice of the Lobster ; I heard 
him declare, 

‘ You have baked me too brown, I must 
sugar my hair.’ 

As a duck with its eyelids, so he with his 
nose 

Trims his belt and his buttons, and turns 
out his toes. 

When the sands are all dry, he is gay 
as a lark, 

And will talk in contemptuous tones of 
the Shark ; 

But, when the tide rises and sharks are 
around, 

His voice has a timid and tremulous 
sound.” 


“That's different from what I used 
to say when I was a child," said the 
Gryphon. 

“Well, I never heard it before," said 


rPi&HT 





THE LOBSTER QUADRILLE fcf 

the Mock-Turtle; “but it sounds un- \ 
common nonsense.” 

Alice said nothing; she had sat L 
down with her face in her hands, won- ( 
dering if anything would ever happen 
in a natural way again. 

“I should like to have it explain- 
ed,” said the Mock Turtle. 

“She can't explain it,” hastily said 
the Gryphon. “Go on to the next 
verse.” 

“But about his toes?” the Mock- 
Turtle persisted. “How could he turn 
them out with his nose, you know?” 

“It's the first position in dancing,” 
Alice said; but was dreadfully puz- 
zled by it all, and longed to change 
the subject. 

“Go on with the next verse,” the 1 
Gryphon repeated. "It begins with 
the words 


I passed by his gar- 

ken.’” 

Alice did not dare to disobey, though 
she felt sure it would all come wrong. 







ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

and she went on in a trembling 
voice : 

“ I passed by his garden, and marked, with 
one eye, 

How the Owl and the Panther were shar- 
ing a pie : 

The Panther took pie-crust, and gravy, 
and meat, 

While the Owl had the dish as its share 
of the treat . 

When the pie was all finished, the Owl, 
as a boon, 


Was kindly permitted to pocket the spoon ; / 


While the Panther received knife and fork 
with a growl, 

And concluded the banquet — ” 

if 

"What is the use of repeating all 
that stuff/' the Mock -Turtle inter- 
rupted, "if you don't explain it as 
you go on? It's by far the most con- 
fusing thing I ever heard!" 

"Yes, I think you'd better leave 
off," said the Gryphon; and Alice 
was only too glad to do so. 

"Shall we try another figure of the 
156 


l 



THE LOBSTER QUADRILLE 

Lobster Quadrille ?” the Gryphon went 
on. “Or would you like the Mock- 

Turtle to sin S y° u a song?” 

''Oh, a song, please, if the Mock- 
Turtle would be so kind/' Alice re- 
plied, so eagerly that the Gryphon >^\ 
said, in a rather offended tone, “Hm! 

No accounting for tastes! Sing her 
' Turtle Soup/ will you, old fellow?" 

The Mock-Turtle sighed deeply and 
began, in a voice sometimes choked 
with sobs, to sing this : 

'‘Beautiful Soup, so rich and green, 

' ** Waiting in a hot tureen ! 

Who for such dainties would not stoop ? 

Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup ! 

Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup ! 

Beau — ootiful Soo — oop ! 

Beau — ootiful Soo — oop ! 

Soo — oop of the e — e — evening, 

Beautiful, beautiful Soup ! 

“ Beautiful Soup ! Who cares for fish, 

Game, or any other dish ? 

Who would not give all else for two p 
, enny worth only of beautiful Soup ? 

Pennyworth only of beautiful Soup? | 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

•^sg>4\ rF^rj 

Beau — ootiful Soo — oop ! 

Beau — ootiful Soo — oop ! 

Soo — oop of the e — e — evening, 

Beautiful, beauti—FUL SOUP l n 

vV , "Chorus again !" cried the Grj^ph- 
on, and the Mock -Turtle had just/ 
-begun to repeat it when a cry of "The 
trial's beginning!" was heard in the 
; distance. 

% "Come on!" cried the Gryphon, 
and, taking Alice by the hand, it 
hurried off, without waiting for the 
end of the song. \ 

m." What trial is it?" Alice panted as 
; she ran; but the Gryphon only an-A - 
(f^swered, "Come on!" and ran the fast- 
er, while more and more faintly came, 

I carried on the breeze that followed^ 
them, the melancholy words : 

“Soo — oop of the e — e — evening, 

Beautiful, beautiful Soup I” 


ROBERT MURRAY WBlBHt 


Come on P cried the Gryphon 


J 









CHAPTER XI 


WHO STOLE THE TARTS? 


'T'HE King and Queen of Hearts 
were seated on their throne when 
they arrived, with a great crowd as- 
sembled about them — all sorts of lit-. 
~ £5/ birds and beasts, as well as the 

^ i-vC ] whole pack of cards. The Knave was 
standing before them, in chains, with 
' ***?% a soldier on each side to guard him; 
and near the King was the White Rab- 
bit, with a trumpet m one hand and a 
scroll of parchment in the other. In 
jf the very middle of the court was a 
table, with a large dish of tarts upon 
it. They looked so good that it made 
Alice quite hungry to look at them. 
"I wish they'd get the trial done," 
she thought, "and hand round the re- 






ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

freshments!" But there seemed to be 
no chance of this, so she began look- 
ing about her, to pass away the time. 

Alice had never been in a court of 
justice before, but she had read about 
them in books, and she was quite 
pleased to find that she knew the 
name of nearly everything there. 
“ That's the judge/' she said to her- 
self, “because of his great wig." 

The judge, by the way, was the 
King; and as he wore his crown over 
the wig (look at the illustration if 
you want to see how he did it), he did 
not look at all comfortable, and it was 
certainly not becoming. 

“And that's the jury-box," thought 
til Alice, “and those twelve creatures" 
■M/ v (she was obliged to say “creatures," 
you see, because some of them were 
fiQ> animals, and some were birds), “ I 
suppose they are the jurors." She said 
this last word two or three times over 
to herself, being rather proud of it; 









WHO STOLE THE TARTS? 

for she thought, and rightly, too, that 

very few little girls of her age knew the V/Mm 

meaning of it at all. However, “ jury- 

men ” would have done just as well. i/m 

The twelve jurors were all writing y 

very busily on slates. “ What are 
they all doing?” Alice whispered to 
the Gryphon. “ They can't have 
anything to put down yet, before the 
trial's begun.'' 

“ They're putting down their names,” 
the Gryphon whispered in reply, “for 
fear they should forget them before the 
end of the trial.'' 

“Stupid things!'' Alice began, in a 4 : — <■ 

loud, indignant voice, but she stopped 
hastily, for the White Rabbit cried 
out, “Silence in the court!'' and the 
'•& King put on his spectacles and looked 
anxiously round to see who was talk- 
ing. 

Alice could see, as well as if she 
were looking over their shoulders, 
that all the jurors were writing down 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


“ stupid things!” on their slates, and 
she could even make out that one of 
them didn't know how to spell "stu 
pid,” and that he had to ask his neigh- 
bor to tell him. “ A nice muddle 
their slates will be in before the trial's 
over!'' thought Alice. 

One of the jurors had a pencil that 
squeaked. This, of course, Alice 
could not stand, and she went round 
the court and got behind him, and 
very soon found an opportunity of 
taking it away. She did it so quickly 
that the poor little juror (it was Bill, 
the Lizard) could not make out at all 
what had become of it; so, after hunt- 
ing all about for it, he was obliged to 
write with one finger for the rest of 
the day; and this was of very little 
use, as it left no mark on the slate. 

“Herald, read the accusation!'' said 
the King. 

On this the White Rabbit blew three 
blasts on the trumpet, and then un- 


WHO STOLE THE TARTS? 

rolled the parchment scroll, and read 
as follows: 

“ The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts, 
All on a summer day : 

The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts, 
And took them quite away 1” 

“Consider your verdict," the King 
said to the jury. 

“Not yet, not yet!" the Rabbit has- 
tily interrupted. “ There's a great 
deal to come before that!" 

“Call the first witness," said the 
King; and the White Rabbit blew 
three blasts on the trumpet, and called 
out, “First witness!" 

The first witness was the Hatter. 
He came in with a teacup in one hand 
and a piece of bread-and-butter in the 
other. “ I beg pardon, your Majesty," , 
he began, “for bringing these in; 
but I hadn't quite finished my tea 
when I was sent for." 

“You ought to have finished," said 
the King. “When did you begin?" 

163 









The Hatter looked at the March 
Hare, who had followed him into the 
court, arm-in-arm with the Dormouse. 

" Fourteenth of March, I think it was/' 
he said. 

"Fifteenth/' said the March Hare. 
"Sixteenth," added the Dormouse. 
fj "Write that down," the King said 
to the jury, and the jury eagerly wrote 

r\ mirn oil +Vi roo r1o+c*e An tlioir clafoc ” 


n 

i 


/£ 2 § 


down all three dates on their slates, 
and then added them up, and reduced 
the answer to shillings and pence. 

"Take off your hat," the King said 
to the Hatter. 

"It isn't mine," said the Hatter. 

" Stolen /" the King exclaimed, 
turning to the jury, who instantly 
made a memorandum of the fact. 

I) "I keep them to sell," the Hatter 
added, as an explanation; "I've none 
of my own. I'm a hatter." 

Here the Queen put on her spec- 
tacles and began staring hard at the 

Hatter, who turned pale and fidgeted. 

164 v 





WHO STOLE THE TARTS? 
"Give your evidence/' said the 



King; "and don't be nervous, or I'll 
have you executed on the spot." 

This did not seem to encourage 
the witness at all; he kept shifting 




from one foot to the other, looking 
uneasily at the Queen, and in his 
confusion he bit a large piece out of 
his teacup instead of the bread-and- 
butter. 

Just at this moment Alice felt a 
curious sensation, which puzzled her 
a good deal until she made out what 
it was; she was beginning to grow 
larger again, and she thought at first 
she would get up and leave the court; 
but on second thoughts she decided 
to remain where she was as long as 
there was room for her. 

"I wish you wouldn't squeeze so," 
said the Dormouse, who was sitting 
next to her. "I can hardly breathe." 

"I can't help it," said Alice, very 

meekly; "I'm growing." 

Tfe |\yM 

■ rV- '■ — r*T— — _ f A.'W •V%/*vDj r 


JSSU 



HUliM 


ill ffl 


i 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

"You've no right to grow here,” 
said the Dormouse. 

"Don't talk nonsense," said Alice, 
more boldly ; " you know you're grow- 
ing, too.” 

"Yes, but I grow at a reasonable 
pace," said the Dormouse; "not in 
that ridiculous fashion." And he 
got up very sulkily and crossed over 
to the other side of the court. 

All this time the Queen had never ,\^s\ 

left off staring at the Hatter, and, just 
as Dormouse crossed the court, 


Wk 


U/ 


At 


W 


she said to one of the officers of the 


court, " Bring me the list of the singers 
in the last concert!" On which the 
wretched Hatter trembled so that he 



shook both his shoes off. 

Give your evidence," the King re- 
angrily, " or I'll have you 
^executed, whether you're nervous or 
not." 

"I'm a poor man, your Majesty," 
the Hatter began, in a trembling 

^l 166 rvm 































































































































I 

















WHO STOLE THE TARTS? 

voice — "and I hadn't begun mv tea 
— not above a week or so — and what 
with the bread - and - butter getting 
so thin — and the twinkling of the 
^ tea—" 

" The twinkling of the what ?” said 
the King, 

"It began with the tea," the Hatter 
replied. 

"Of course twinkling begins with 
& T!" said the King, sharply. "Do 
you take me for a dunce? Go on!" 

"I'm a poor man," the Hatter went 
on, "and most things twinkled after 
that — only the March Hare said — " 

"I didn't!" the March Hare inter- 
rupted in a great hurry. 

" You did!" said the Hatter. 

"I deny it!" said the March Hare. 

"He denies it," said the King; 
"leave out that part." 

"Well, at any rate, the Dormouse 
said — " the Hatter went on, looking 

anxiously round to see if he would 
167 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

deny it, too; but the Dormouse de-t3| 
nied nothing, being fast asleep. 

"After that,” continued the Hat- 
ter, "I cut some bread-and-butter — ” 

"But what did the Dormouse say?” 
one of the jury asked. 

"That I can't remember,” said the 
Hatter. 

"You must remember,” remarked 
the King, " or I'll have you exe- 
cuted.” 

The miserable Hatter dropped his 
teacup and bread-and-butter, and 
went down on one knee. "I'm a poor 
man, your Majesty,” he began. 

"You're a very poor speaker ,” said 
the King. 

Here one of the guinea-pigs cheered, 
and was immediately suppressed by 
the officers of the court. (As that is 
rather a hard word, I will just explain 
to you how it was done. They had a 
large canvas bag, which tied up at the 

mouth with strings ; into this they 
168 





. 






























































































WHO STOLE THE TARTS? 

slipped the guinea-pig, head first, and 
then sat upon it.) 

"I' m glad I've seen that done," 
thought Alice. “ I've so often read 
in the newspapers, at the end of trials, 
' There was some attempt at applause, 
which was immediately suppressed 
by the officers of the court,' and I 
never understood what it meant till 
now." 

"If that's all you know about it, 
you may stand down," continued the 
King. 

"I can't go no lower," said the Hat- 
ter; "I'm on the floor, as it is." 

"Then you may sit down," the 
King replied. 

Here the other guinea-pig cheered, 
and was suppressed. 

" Come, that finishes the guinea- 
pigs!" thought Alice. "Now we 
shall get on better." 

"I'd rather finish my tea," said the 

Hatter, with an anxious look at the 

169 




ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


Queen, who was reading the list of 
singers. 

"You may go,” said the King; and 
the Hatter hurriedly left the court, 
without even waiting to put his shoes 
on. 

" — and just take his head off out- 
side,” the Queen added to one of the 
officers; but the Hatter was out of 
sight before the officer could get to 
the door. 

"Call the next witness!” said the 
King. 

The next witness was the Duch- 
ess's cook. She carried the pepper- 
box in her hand, and Alice guessed 
who it was, even before she got into 
the court, by the way the people near 
the door began sneezing all at once. 

"Give your evidence,” said the 
King. 

"Sha'n't,” said the cook. 

The King looked anxiously at the 
White Rabbit, who said, in a low voice, 






WHO STOLE THE TARTS? 

“Your Majesty must cross-examine 
this witness.” 

► “Well, if I must, I must,” the King 
said, with a melancholy air, and, after 
folding his arms and frowning at the 
cook till his eyes were nearly out of 
sight, he said, in a deep voice, "What 
are tarts made of?” 

“Pepper, mostly,” said the cook. 

“Treacle,” said a sleepy voice de- 
hind her. 

“Collar that Dormouse,” the Queen 
shrieked out. “ Behead that Dor- 
mouse! Turn that Dormouse out of 
court! Suppress him! Pinch him! 
Off with his whiskers!” 

For some minutes the whole court 
was in confusion, getting the Dor- 
mouse turned out, and, by the time 
they had settled down again, the cook 
had disappeared. 

“Never mind,” said the King, with 
an air of great relief. “Call the next 
witness.” And he added in an un~ 


(c 





ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

dertone to the Queen, "Really, my 
dear, you must cross-examine the next 
witness. It quite makes my forehead 
ache!” 

Alice watched the White Rabbit as 
he fumbled over the list, feeling very 
curious to see what the next witness 
would be like, "for they haven't got 
much evidence yet,” she said to her- 
self. Imagine her surprise when the 
White Rabbit read out, at the top of 
his shrill little voice, the name " Alice!” 



CHAPTER XII 


ALICE'S EVIDENCE 

“LJERE!" cried Alice, quite forget- 
A ting in the flurry of the moment 
how large she had grown in the last 
few minutes, and she jumped up in 
such a hurry that she tipped over the 
jury-box with the edge of her skirt, up- 
setting all the jurymen onto the heads 
of the crowd below, and there they lay 
sprawling about, reminding her very 
much of a globe of goldfish she had 
accidentally upset the week before. 

"Oh, I beg your pardon!" she ex- 
claimed, in a tone of great dismay, 
and began picking them up again as 
quickly as she could, for the accident 
of the goldfish kept running in her 
head, and she had a vague sort of 
!73 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


idea that they must be collected at 
once and put back into the jury-box 
or they would die. 

“ i >> 


# ^-W§ ''The trial cannot proceed/' said the 
King, in a very grave voice, “ until 
all the jurymen are back in their prop- 
er places — all ," he repeated, with great 
emphasis, looking hard at Alice as he 
MMy k said so. 

Alice looked at the iurv-box. and 


Alice looked at the jury-box, and 
saw that, in her haste, she had put 
the Lizard in head downward, and 
' /// the poor little thing was waving its 

tail about in a melancholy way, being PI 
quite unable to move. She soon gob 
it out again, and put it right; "not 
that it signifies much," she said to 
herself ; "I should think it would 
be quite as much use in the trial one 
way up as the other." 

As soon as the jury had a little 
recovered from the shock of being 
upset, and their slates and pencils 
had been found and handed back t0 
174 


~C<0^ ft 






ALICE'S EVIDENCE 

them, they set to work very diligently 
to write out a history of the accident, 
all except the Lizard, who seemed 
too much overcome to do anything 
but sit with its mouth open, gazing 
up into the roof of the court. 

“What do you know about this 
business?" the King said to Alice. 

“Nothing," said Alice. 

“Nothing whatever?” persisted the 
King. 

“Nothing whatever," said Alice. H 

“That's very important," the King 
said, turning to the jury. They were 
just beginning to write this down 
on their slates, when the White Rab- 
bit interrupted : “ Unimportant, your 
Majesty means, of course," he said 
in a very respectful tone, but frown- 
ing and making faces at him as he 
spoke. 

“ Unimportant, of course, I meant," 
the King hastily said, and went on 
to himself in an undertone, “ Important 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

— unimportant — unimportant — im- 
portant — ” as if he were trying 
which word sounded best. 

Some of the jury wrote it down 
“ important/' and some “ unimpor- 
tant.' ' Alice could see this, as she 
was near enough to look over their 
slates; “but it doesn't matter a bit,” 
she thought to herself. 

At this moment the King, who had 
been for some time busily writing in 
M his note-book, called out, “Silence!” 
and read out from his book, “Rule 
Forty-two. All persons more than a 
mile high to leave the court.” 

Everybody looked at Alice. 

“I'm not a mile high,” said Alice. 

“You are,” said the King. 

“Nearly two miles high,” added the 
Queen. 

“Well, I sha'n't go, at any rate,” 
said Alice: “besides, that's not a 
regular rule : you invented it just 
now.” 

176 





f Consider 




H)g) 

ALICEAS EVIDENCE 

"It's the oldest rule in th 
said the King. 

“ Then it ought to t 
said Alice. 

The King turned 
his note-book hastily, 
verdict/' he said to tl 
trembling voice. 

" There's more evidence to come yet, 
please your Majesty," said the White 
Rabbit, jumping up in a great hurry: 
"this paper has just been picked up." 

"What's in it?" said the Queen. 

"I haven't opened it yet," said the 
White Rabbit, "but it seems to be a 
letter, written by the prisoner to — to 
somebody." 

"It must have been that," said the 
King, "unless it was written to no- 
body, which isn't usual, you know. 

"Who is it directed to?" said one 
of the jurymen. 

"It isn't directed at all," said the 
White Rabbit; "in fact, there's noth- 

m 177 


f 


u 


B'C 




fuj.. 




r„ 





ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

ing written on the outside.” He un- 
folded the paper as he spoke, and ^ 
added, “It isn't a letter, after all: 
it's a set of verses." 

^ ) “Are they in the prisoner's hand- 
writing?" asked another of the jury- 

^3m en . 

“No, they're not," said the White ; 

- Rabbit, “and that's the queerest thing 
about it." (The jury all looked puz- 
zled.) 

TS^JooX "He must have imitated somebody 0%o Oo & 
else's hand," said the King. (The . 
jury all brightened up again.) 

^ j “Please j^our Majesty," said the 
Knave, “I didn't write it, and they 
can't prove I did: there's no name jY/Tfiy 
) signed at the end. " 

"If you didn't sign it," said the ' o 
f King, “ that only makes the matter E^-’ 

— worse. You must have meant some 

mischief, or else you'd have signed 
your name like an honest man." 

There was a general clapping of 


rRifcnT 



ALICE'S EVIDENCE 


hands at this; it was the first really 
clever thing the King had said that day. 

“That proves his guilt/' said the / 
Queen. 

“It proves nothing of the sort!” 
said Alice. “ Why, you don't even 
know what they're about!" 

said the King. 


“ Read them. 

The White Rabbit put on his spec- 
tacles. “Where shall I begin, please 
your Majesty?" he asked. 

“Begin at the beginning," the King 
said, gravely, “ and go on till you come 
to the end; then stop." 

These were the verses the White 
Rabbit read : 


They told me you had been to her, 
And mentioned me to him; 

She gave me a good character, 

But said I could not swim. 


He sent them word I had not gone 
(We know it to be true). 

If she should push the matter on, 
What would become of you ? 







I gave her one, they gave him two, 

Y ou gave us three or more ; 

They all returned from him to you, 
Though they were mine before. 

“If I or she should chance to be 
Involved in this affair, 

He trusts to you to set them free, 
Exactly as we were. 

My notion was that you had been 
(Before she had this fit) 

An obstacle that came between 
Him, and ourselves, and it. 

Don’t let him know she liked them best, 
For this must ever be 
A secret, kept from all the rest, 

Between yourself and me.” 


''That's the most important piece 
of evidence we've heard yet/' said the 
King, rubbing his hands; "so now 
let the jury — " 

"If any one of them can explain 
it," said Alice (she had grown so 
large in the last few minutes that she 
wasn't a bit afraid of interrupting him), 




slates, " She doesn't believe there's 
an atom of meaning in it," but none 
of them attempted to explain the paper. 

"If there's no meaning in it," said 
the King, " that saves a world of 
trouble, you know, as we needn't 
try to find any. And yet I don't > 
know," he went on, spreading out 
the verses on his knee, and looking 
at them with one eye; "I seem to see 
some meaning in them, after all. 

' — said I could not swim — ' You 
can't swim, can you?" he added, 
turning to the Knave. 

The Knave shook his head sadly. 
"Do I look like it?" he said. (Which 
he certainly did not, being made en- 
tirely of cardboard.) 

"All right, so far," said the King, 
and he went on muttering over the 
verses to himself: “‘We know it to 
i8i_. 

A\ 






ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

mmm a 

IIqj 

Im 

mXfll 


ill 

! ^ gtu #jr) 6e Zrwe — 1 That's the jury, of course. 

£ at;e ^ er one, £/tey gat?e him two — ' 
Why, that must be what he did with 
the tarts, you know — " 
y s \Sy “But it goes on, ' they all returned 
from him to you, ’ ” said Alice. 

“Why, there they are!" said the 
King, triumphantly, pointing to the 
tarts 


IT 


on the table. “ Nothing can 
be clearer than that. Then again 
— ( before she had this fit — ' You never 
had fits, my dear, I think?" he said 
to the Queen. 

“Never!" said the Queen, furiously, 
throwing an inkstand at the Lizard s\c j 
y as she spoke. (The unfortunate little / 
Bill had left off writing on his slate 
with one finger, as he found it made 
no mark; but he now hastily began 
again, using the ink, that was trick- 
ling down his face, as long as it 
lasted. ) 

“Then the words don't fit you," 
said the King, looking round the 

(till Jr* 182 - — VLl 




X\\ 






Ivv,- jjUi 




d UK JSjLikllS^ 


% 






ALICE'S EVIDENCE 

court with a smile. There was a 
dead silence. 

“It's a pun!” the King added in an 
offended tone, and everybody laughed. 

" Let the jury consider their ver- 
dict,” the King said, for about the 
twentieth time that day. 

"No, no!” said the Queen. "Sen- 
tence first — verdict afterwards/' 

"Stuff and nonsense!” said Alice, 
loudly. " The idea of having the 
sentence first!” 

m “ Hold your tongue !” said the Queen, 
// ' • turning purple. 

"I won't!” said Alice. 

*Off with her head!” the Queen 
shouted at the top of her voice. No- 
body moved. 

-A/ "Who cares for you?” said Alice 
(she had grown to her full size by this 
time). "You're nothing but a pack 
of cards!” 

At this the whole pack rose up into 
the air and came ftying down upon 


ALICE IN WONDERLAND 


her. She gave a little scream, half of 
fright and half of anger, and tried to 
beat them off, and found herself lying 
on the bank, with her head in the lap 
of her sister, who was gently brushing 
away some dead leaves that had flut 
tered down from the trees upon her face. 

“ Wake up, Alice dear!” said her sis- 
ter. “ Why, what a long sleep you've 
had!” 

“ Oh, I've had such a curious dream!” 
said Alice, and she told her sister, as 
well as she could remember them, all 
these strange adventures of hers that 
you have just been reading about; 
and when she had finished her sister 
kissed her, and said, “ It was a curious 
dream, dear, certainly; but now run 
in to your tea; it's getting late.” 
So Alice got up and ran off, thinking 
while she ran, as well she might, what 
a wonderful dream it had been. 








„ ■ ■ ' 



ALICEAS EVIDENCE 

left her, leaning her head on her hand, 
watching the setting sun, and think- 
ing of little Alice and all her wonderful 
adventures, till she too began dream- 
ing after a fashion, and this was her 
dream : 

First, she dreamed of little Alice 
herself, and once again the tiny hands 
were clasped upon her knee, and the 
bright, eager eyes were looking up into 
hers — she could hear the very tones 
of her voice, and see that queer little 
toss of her head to keep back the 
wandering hair that would always 
get into her eyes — and still as she 
listened, or seemed to listen, the whole 
place around her became alive with 
the strange creatures of her little sis- 
ter's dream. 

The long grass rustled at her feet 
as the White Rabbit hurried by ; 
the frightened Mouse splashed his 
way through the neighboring pool; 
she could hear the rattle of the tea- 
185 




■ \ : . 


¥. 


iliiiiiii 


KSEilLs’ 



ALICE IN WONDERLAND 

cups as the March Hare and his friends ) ^ 
shared their never-ending meal, and 
the shrill voice of the Queen ordering £ ^ f 
h er unfortunate guests to execu-!>«; ; 
tion; once more the pig-baby wasV^ ; 
f sneez * n & on the Duchess's knee, while 

plates and dishes crashed around it; 
once more the shriek of the Gryphon, 

§ \&°$) the squeaking of the Lizard's slate- (ffi 0 c 

pencil, and the choking of the sup- 
pressed guinea-pigs filled the air, mixed 
Oo°oY up with the distant sobs of the miser- 
able Mock-Turtle. 

So she sat on with closed eyes, and 
half believed herself in Wonderland, 
though she knew she had but to open 
them again and all would change 
to dull reality — the grass would be 
only rustling in the wind, and the 
(f (/$ w pool rippling to the waving of the 
reeds — the rattling teacups would 
change to the tinkling sheep-bells, 
and the Queen's shrill cries to the 
voice of the shepherd boy — and the 



ALICE'S EVIDENCE 

sneeze of the baby, the shriek of the 
Gryphon, and all the other queer 
noises would change (she knew) to 
the confused clamor of the busy 
farm-yard — while the lowing of the 
cattle in the distance would take the 
place of the Mock-Turtle's heavy sobs. 

Lastly, she pictured to herself how 
this same little sister of hers would, 
in the after-time, be herself a grown 
woman ; and how she would keep, 
through all her riper years, the simple 
and loving heart of her childhood ; and 
how she would gather about her other 
little children, and make their eyes 
bright and eager with many a strange 
tale, perhaps even with the dream of 
Wonderland of long ago; and how she 
would feel with all their simple sor- 
rows, and find a pleasure in all their 
simple joys, remembering her own 
child-life and the happy summer days. 



AN EASTER GREETING 


EVERY CHILD WHO LOVES 


ALICE 


Dear Child, 

Please to fancy , if you can, that you are read- 
ing a real letter, from a real friend whom you 
have seen, and whose voice you can seem to your- 
self to hear, wishing you, as I do now with all 
my heart, a happy Easter. 


Do you know that delicious, dreamy feeling 
when one first wakes on a summer morning, with 
the twitter of birds in the air, and the fresh breeze 
coming in at the open window — when, lying 
lazily with eyes half shut, one sees as in a dream 
green boughs waving, or waters rippling in a 
golden light ? It is a pleasure very near to sad- 
ness, bringing tears to one’s eyes like a beautiful 
189 









AN EASTER GREETING 

lijr 

i picture or poem. And is not that a mother's 
gentle hand that undraws your curtains, and a 
yffjj mother's sweet voice that summons you to rise ? — 
i/i ! to rise and forget, in the bright sunlight, the 
ugly dreams that frightened you so when all was 
\ V dark — to rise and enjoy another happy day, 

> '{first kneeling to thank that unseen Friend who 
yj ) sends you the beautiful sun ? 


!) Are these strange words from a writer of such 
" i tales as Alice? And is this a strange letter to 
j ’ find in a book of nonsense ? It may be so. Some 
I perhaps may blame one for thus mixing together 
/ things grave and gay ; others may smile and think 
it odd that any one should speak of solemn things 
at all, except in church and on a Sunday ; but 
, I think — nay, I am sure — that some children 


I For I do not believe God means us thus to 
divide life into two halves — to wear a grave face 
on Sunday, and to think it out of place to even 
so much as mention Him on a week-day. Do 
you think He cares to see only kneeling figures, 
and to hear only tones of prayer; and that He 
\does not also love to see the lambs leaping in the 
sunlight pflnd to hear the merry voices of the 
190 1 



• children as they roll among the hay? Surely 
their innocent laughter is as sweet in His ears 
as the grandest anthem that ever rolled up from 
the “ dim, religious light ” of some solemn cathe- 
dral ? 


And if I have written anything to add to those J 
| stores of innocent and healthy amusement that r 
are laid up in books for the children I love so well, % 
jit is surely something I may hope to look back 
upon without shame and sorrow (as how much • 
of life must then be recalled /) when my turn 
comes to walk through the valley of shadows. 


This Easter sun will rise on you, dear child, - 
feeling your “ life in every limb,” and eager to 
rush out into the fresh morning air — and many } 
an E aster-day will come and go before it finds 
you feeble and gray-headed, creeping wearily out . ^ 
v to bask once more in the sunlight; but it is good, . ' | 
even now, to think sometimes of that great morn- m 
ing when the “ Sun of Righteousness shall arise 
with healing in his wings” 


Surely your gladness need not be the less for 
the thought that you will one day see a brighter 
dawn than this — when lovelier sights will meet 
your eyes than any waving trees or rippling 
191 



waters — when angel hands shall undraw your 
curtains, and sweeter tones than ever loving mother 


breathed shall wake you to a new and glorious 
day — and when all the sadness and the sin that 
darkened life on this little earth shall be forgotten 
like the dreams of a night that is past ! 

pi 
Wm 
HI V 

ml 


Your affectionate friend, 

it 1 

wAM v 

y 

LEWIS CARROLL. 

[|M 


Easter, 1876. 

- | 


• • »j 









V . ■; :. 


CHRISTMAS GREETINGS 


[FROM A FAIRY TO A CHILD.] 


LADY dear, if Fairies may 
For a moment lay aside 

Cunning tricks and elfish play, 

"Tis at happy Christmas-tide. 

We have heard the children say — 
Gentle children, whom we love — 

Long ago, on Christmas Day, 

Came a message from above. 

Still, as Christmas-tide comes round. 
They remember it again — 

Echo still the joyful sound, 

“Peace on earth, good-will to men! 

Yet the heart must child-like be 
Where such heavenly guests abide. 

Unto children, in their glee. 

All the year is Christmas-tide. 

Thus, forgetting tricks and play 
For a moment, Lady dear. 

We would wish you, if we may. 
Merry Christmas, glad New Year! 


Christmas, 1887 


THE END 


•1 


i \ « • 1 * j * 
; 

















» 

• / 








X 










3urC Vi 




5V -2 / A 






































































































1 < 







, 



































• . 




















■ 






































































* 
































































\ 
















































































































































































































































































































































































































